Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 267

Janice didn't spare Simon a second glance before turning and getting into the car.

This time, Simon didn't chase after her. He already knew which hotel she was staying at.

Luther was about to leave as well, but Simon stepped in his way and handed him a cigarette. "Mr. Ziegler, long time no see."

Back in the day, Simon would have never done something like this. But times had changed, and it seemed he had learned to lower his head when necessary.

Credit for that went to Louis and his very effective "lessons" in humility, delivered with fists and kicks.

Luther had no choice but to take the cigarette and light it. He said sincerely, "Look, you two grew up together and even had a thing for a while. Why not just wish each other well and move on? We're all from the same hometown, after all. Who knows? Maybe one day, when we're old, our kids might even become friends."

He was genuinely worried that the Fitzgerald family would pull some stunt and drive Janice away. And then what? Where would the people of this town find work?

In just a few days, her factory had already hired over 500 workers, and that was just the beginning. A single factory of Prosper Stitch Group needed thousands of employees.

This Yewford Town factory was only the company's second expansion outside their main location. Luther had every reason to keep an eye on things and make sure everything went smoothly.

Simon chuckled. "Mr. Ziegler, you've got it all wrong. Janice and I just had some disagreements, that's all. Big cities are full of temptations, and she wants to spread her wings-I get it. But no matter how far someone flies, they can't forget their roots, don't you think?"

a barely perceptible sigh. "I've got things to do, so I'll be heading off. You should go home and check in on your mother and

him hard. If only he had stayed by Janice's side back then... If only he hadn't been

the

wasn't too

yet. And if they weren't married, then nothing

top executive of the new factory was staying here. Without hesitation, he instructed the staff to take extra good

factory. Most of the basic tasks had been arranged, and everything else could be handed off to the right people for follow-up. Just then, she heard the doorbell

on the video call. "Someone's at the

up and walked over.

Ms. Smith, your delivery is

A delivery?

indeed the hotel receptionist who had been bringing her meals over the

crouched down, struggling to lift an enormous bouquet of

aside, frowning in confusion. "I didn't

room, then paused at Janice's words. "But the order has your room number on it. There's even

the small card

Without a word, she slipped the card back

"Do

receptionist blinked, caught off guard. But since this was