Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 208

Janice still needed another week of rest, so she didn't accompany Edward to the office.

At home, Edward had arranged for two maids and several bodyguards to watch over her.

With Onley Group entering Greenfield City, many companies were growing anxious. Edward was incredibly busy as business leaders scrambled to contact him, seeking an alliance.

Onley Group's reputation abroad was well known, and local businesses feared them. Their best option was to align with Prosper Stitch Group.

"Ms. Smith, Mr. Moore specially reminded you to rest before he left," Laura Barrett, one of the maids, said gently.

Everyone in the house had been handpicked from the Moore residence, and they were trustworthy individuals.

Meeting Edward's girlfriend for the first time, the two maids who had cared for him for nearly 20 years were naturally eager to take good care of her. Janice was not only beautiful but also kind and easy to get along with.

Janice, who was wearing her glasses and seated at her desk, was working on restoring the artifact left behind by Barbara.

Just then, the doorbell rang, and Laura went to answer it.

"Mrs. Moore."

familiar voice, Janice carefully set down her needle and thread, preparing

haven't fully recovered yet. Why are you

was working on, her expression tightened.

"Laura, sort out the things

fine now. I just have to avoid strenuous activity, but other than that, I'm back to

the same time as her. She had returned with Edward, but Calvin had already resumed work, so she hadn't been able to

well. Men recover faster, and his

but because when the accident happened, Janice had instinctively protected her. Just for that

home for minor family matters, had been frequently checking in on Janice and Edward lately While he hadn't explicitly stated it, Barbara understood his message-if Janice or Jacob ever needed

recovery. Edward can handle business. I'm free, so I'll stay here during the day to take care of

tidy the desk but was careful not to touch anything delicate. The silk threads were

"Mrs. Moore, you don't have to do this. I didn't save you to make you feel indebted to me. You're an elder, and you're Edward's mother. It was only natural

words softened

such a good child. She lost her parents

have