Bride To Be Not Me (Janice and Simon) novel Chapter 51

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Chapter 51 

“Oh right,” Janke muttered, quickly switching to her secondary WhatsApp account. 

The moment she opened it, a flood of notifications poured in. There were hundreds of intrad messages. 

She scrolled to the first chat and read the MESSAGE. 

“Ms. Smith, we have a textile artifact from the Luminus Era that might need your expertise. If you’re wallable, could we discuss it in decall? 

without hesitation, Janke replied, “Sorry, I don’t have time at the moment.” 

She deleted the chat immediately and continued scrolling until she found Simon’s messages. As she read through the string of texts, her brows furrowed She instantly felt the 

She would never let Simon Lake her work and parade it around as if it were his own accomplishment bat before she could type a reply, a hand pressed down on her phone. Startled, Janice looked up to see Edward watching her. His gar was steady and unyielding 

The sharp tit of his slightly upted eyes–charming in shape but laced with a collitesity–reminded her of silk threads being engulfed in flames, beautiful but burning away into smoldering ash 

“Why turn down free money? May I see your phone?‘ 

Janice roze for a moment before sliding the phone toward him 

Edward picked it up, the device looking almost comically small in his large hands compared to hers. He quickly began typing, Cerious, Janice leaned forward, trying to catch a glimpse of his waiting 

Edward pointed to the empty chair beside him. “Sit here.” 

She didn’t argue and slid over, leaning in to get a better look at the scree 

Beneath Simon’s long–winded, overly dramatic, borderline begging messages, Edward had ryped a single, concise respetur, “Six milion per plece.” 

“Six milion?” Janice blurted, her voice bursting with disbelief, 

It wasn’t that she doubted her talent, but even among finished crochet designs in the art world, no place had ever commanded a prior like that. 

Two mition was already considered astonishingly high, bat Edward had named six million like it was pocket change. 

Edward gave her a sidelong glance. “What’s the matter? Feeling guy about making him pay? 

Janice shook her head vigorously. “Simon’s stingy. Like, really stingy 

Edward smirked “Figured as much,” 

“How’d you figure that out? 

“He was with you for so many years and never even bought you a proper set of jewelry. If that’s not stingy, then what is?” Edward’s words were blunt but undeniable. 

“He wants to step on you to lift himself up, forget six million, even if the price were ten million, he’d still find a way to ges the money,” 

Would he?