Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 155

The snowflakes landed on Janice's face, their icy chill seeping into her skin.

She lowered her gaze, keeping her voice calm and emotionless. "Hold on. I need to contact the bank. I can't transfer such a large amount myself."

"Alright. I'll wait for your call."

There was an unmistakable smirk in Simon's tone as if he had her completely under his control.

The moment she hung up, Janice's grip on her phone tightened so hard that her knuckles turned white. It was as if Simon was the phone itself.

Next to her, Jacob had heard everything, and his expression darkened. "Janice, don't play along. Let's have someone look into it first."

Of course, she wasn't about to let Simon have his way.

She turned around and called her secretary. "Make me a transfer slip. Mark it as a scheduled payment for tomorrow."

Her secretary didn't ask any questions and immediately got to work.

Simon had been toying with her for far too long. She had always swallowed her anger before, but she wouldn't let him walk away unscathed this time.

fake transfer slip. It was flawless, real

directly to Simon and

so it'll be processed

heart pounded wildly. A mix of excitement

five

excited because she was an idiot for helping

because there was no way she earned this money herself.

million dollars could be considered as the price she paid for sleeping with another man. Simon

"Got it," he muttered.

parents' graves relocated to?" Janice

the exact address. Just call the cemetery manager. I have other things to

There it was again...

habit of running away after using someone. He hadn't changed

crossed Janice's eyes as she said sweetly, "Simon, if that's how you're going to

through Simon's voice. "I really do have things to deal with. It's almost New Year's, and my mother has been craving imported seafood. You used to

seafood for her, and while you're at it, send her a gift. If my mom's in a good mood, I'll

The audacity...

urge to curse him out. But she hadn't finished her game

see," she replied

next year. There's no rush. As