Bride To Be Not Me (Janice and Simon) novel Chapter 8

Outside the hall, Janice shook Simon's hand off and asked, "What do you want?"

"What are you doing, Janice? Who let you come?"

"I was invited. Why can't I come?"

"Have you considered the rumors about me that will spawn from your actions?" Simon seemed to be furious. However, due to the people milling around, he could only question her in a hushed tone.

Janice smiled lightly, "Why am I always the one considering how you're going to feel?"

Simon was nervous. The CEO of Prosper Stitch Group had said he would be present. Simon couldn't let his reputation be damaged. If not, it would be hard to make billion-dollar deals with him.

Thus, he didn't even give it a second thought and replied, "You owe me this."

Janice felt her heart seize. Since they were young, she had continued being in this relationship with Simon because he had never blamed his dad's death on her.

She thought he understood her, which was why she was willing to withstand all this for him. However, what he said had shattered her illusion.

Janice couldn't come to terms with what he said for a moment. "What did you say?"

Simon eventually realized that he'd said something that would hurt Janice the most. He held her shoulder and said, "Janice, help me. Please leave the gala temporarily. I'll apologize to you later."

"It's just to repair my reputation. Perhaps this would help Refined Threads Co. gain more collaborations. What do you think?"

When Janice stared at him silently without blinking, he became anxious.

"Janice, go back first. Please do that for me," he roared. He tried to play it soft with her and failed, so now he was coming at her hard and throwing a tantrum.

Janice inhaled deeply and pushed his arms away. Her eyes were ice cold.

"Ms. Smith, why would you leave? Prosper Stitch Group would like to talk to you about what happens after the competition."

The two of them turned to the woman speaking.

Simon immediately tidied himself up and smiled politely. He greeted, "Ms. Moore."

It was Matilda, the sister of Prosper Stitch's CEO. She was graceful and carried herself incomparably. However, Janice did not fall short of her.

"Ms. Smith, let's continue this conversation inside," invited Matilda.

Simon clenched his fists and warned Janice with a glare. He said, "Janice, don't you have something to do at home? I can talk to Ms. Moore about the competition."

Matilda tilted her head and said, "Prosper Stitch has dealt with Ms. Smith about the competition all this time. Thus, I trust Ms. Smith when it comes to this."

Simon picked up on Matilda's attitude toward him. People definitely misunderstood him as an ungrateful man. That was why they'd changed their attitude toward him.

It was all because Janice showed up. Simon blamed everything on Janice.

Janice didn't look back at him and followed Matilda into the hall.

Simon believed that Janice thought too highly about herself. If he didn't teach her a lesson, she wouldn't change her ways.

They entered the hall, and everyone crowded over.

Matilda was Edward's sister. Who didn't want to suck up to her? She was a social butterfly and dealt with them in a few sentences before bringing Janice aside and sitting down.

In reality, Edward had sent her here. For some reason, Janice caught Edward's eye, and now he wanted Matilda to look after her because he was overseas and couldn't come back in time.

The wedding from a few days ago had become a joke. Matilda thought that Simon was shameless.

"Ms. Smith, I hope that you can design the crochet for the Fall Tournament yourself and win a prize."

Prosper Stitch Group had gotten news that Refined Threads Co. was eligible for an international-level competition.