Bride To Be Not Me (Janice and Simon) novel 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.

Janice set her full glass of red wine 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 one go, maybe I'll consider it."

Humiliation?

What had happened before wasn't a humiliation.

This was.

Simon had trampled on her love, dismissed her sacrifices, and mocked her hard work… Worst of all, Jacob had nearly lost his life because of him.