"Ziggy-boy, I've found a dressmaker to rush the product, I'll definitely get it finished by noon."
Ziggy nodded. "Great. Don't forget to pick me up with the dress at noon."
Jodie asked with nervousness and confusion, "Ziggy-boy, tell me honestly, what is this for? You didn't tell me anything and it’s making me palpitate so hard!"
Ziggy smiled. "It's not anything illegal, and you'll know by noon."
He then passed Jane the phone.
"Ms. Jane, my godmother is looking for you."
Jane picked up the phone, confused. "Hello?"
Jodie was suddenly in a state of euphoria because Ziggy had finally called her his godmother!
"Hi, Ms. Jane, I will come and pick Ziggy up at noon. We've met before, I'm Jodie."
Hearing Jane's voice, Jodie's employed a more serious tone even though her voice still sounded joyful.
Jane nodded and looked at Ziggy. "I understand, thank you for telling me."
Returning the phone to Ziggy, Jane stared at him with questions in her eyes.
Ziggy had always struck her as mysterious and she could never figure out what he was thinking.
Meanwhile, on the other side of town, the Bennets were in chaos.
Mr. Bennet slammed the newspaper on the table. "How did our contracts leak out?! Everyone we've worked with has called to cancel our partnership!"
Mrs. Bennet frowned in deep bewilderment. "How would that happen?"
Mr. Bennet hurled the teacup in his hand onto the ground. "How?! I want to know how myself! All I know is we're facing a diabolical amount of compensation claims, do you understand?!"
Mrs. Bennet tried to rub Mr. Bennet's back. "Don't worry, as long as we can find the person who leaked the contracts, there might still be a turning point for us!"
Mr. Bennet pushed her aside. "Turning point?! Everyone now knows our contract down to every detail! They no longer need to work with us to know how we work! Everyone in the world has it!"
He held his forehead helplessly. "Why is this happening?! Why would we be subjected to this ordeal? We didn't offend anyone, and we have the Bluemels behind us, why would anyone want to touch the Bennets?"
Rachel immediately crossed Mrs. Bennet's mind, but she quickly dismissed it.
Rachel's specialization was fashion design, which had nothing to do with electronics and IT, hence it could not be her.
'So, who was it?'
Rue's mouth twitched. "Is there really no turning point for us?"
Mr. Bennet looked at her. "There is one. If only Edward would help us to draw up a more complete document. Honestly speaking, ours is not flawless, but if Edward has a hand in perfecting it, I believe it would be a contract that everyone wants a piece of!"
Mrs. Bennet was also looking at Rue hopefully.
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