Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 275

Who knew? Maybe, one day, they would be lucky enough to earn Edward's favor and secure a helping hand from Prosper Stitch Group.

As for Simon? He had no character or ability. He was just a shameless parasite latching onto people the moment they became successful.

Even watching him underwent secondhand embarrassment.

And the mockery didn't stop there.

"Mr. Fitzgerald, maybe instead of pestering Ms. Smith, you should focus on building something for yourself-like Mr. Moore did through hard work and not by leeching off women."

"You've been harassing Ms. Smith over and over, yet she and Mr. Moore have graciously ignored your behavior. You should take the hint and back off instead of constantly overstepping."

Simon's face turned a deep, sickly red. He felt like he was going to collapse right there.

Janice had never seen Simon look so utterly defeated, but she had no intention of showing him mercy. Because once upon a time-at that wedding-she had been the laughingstock of Greenfield City.

So whatever humiliation she had endured, whatever shame she had suffered standing before him, he was going to taste it all. That was fair.

down on the table. "Mr. Fitzgerald, I assume you want to discuss a business deal with me. Well... If you can chug this entire glass of wine in

Humiliation?

had happened before

This was.

her hard work... Worst of all, Jacob had

was just the

simply Simon's misfortune. Janice's revenge had only truly begun the moment

in disbelief. He couldn't wrap his head around Janice humiliating him like this. But after

a smile. "If I drink

Talk?

danced in Janice's eyes—an expression usually

"Yes."

the glass, frowned, and began

himself to swallow every

burning in his throat was nothing compared

endured humiliation for the sake of greater things. As long as he could win Janice back, he would have plenty of chances