Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 151

Chapter 151

"She's gone?"

Simon, who was at Fitzgerald Residence, frowned as he listened to the hospital

staff on the phone.

Amelia had vanished.

She was penniless and seriously ill. Where could she possibly go?

Did she run away?

That wouldn't do.

She still owed him money-a lot of money.

Without wasting a second, Simon ordered his men to track her down.

As the year-end approached, he was running out of options. Funds were drying up, and he didn't dare show his face at the company anymore.

The seamstresses were collectively demanding their salaries, and on top of that, he still had to repay Janice's loan. Where the hell was he supposed to find that kind of money?

Helena's panicked voice echoed from downstairs before she stormed

up."Lock the gate! Let them wait all they want. It's freezing out there. I

urged, "Just say a few sweet words. She'll

at the mere thought of pleading

he was torn between frustration

"Hello?"

we found

"Speak."

from the Prosper Stitch Group. And from what we've gathered, the crotchet was personally crafted

Janice?

It was Janice?

a complex and ancient crochet technique? Simon gripped his phone tightly, his fingers trembling ever so slightly. For years, he had never seen her produce such an excellent piece. Had she been

"Alright. I understand."

up, he stood there

really about to rise to international fame just as she had promised? If she were to get placed in the upcoming global competition, wouldn't her reputation skyrocket? The more he thought about

she been this

always been this capable, things wouldn't have turned out so

if he backed down and asked for her help now? But then again, they had been together for seven

his phone. He walked to his bedroom window and looked outside. The seamstresses

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