Bride To Be Not Me (Janice and Simon)

When everyone got back to work, rumors started spreading throughout the

company.

Edward definitely treated Janice differently!

A few gossip-loving employees huddled together during work hours.

"What do you mean 'differently'? Spill!"

"Mr. Moore asked Ms. Smith to have lunch with him!"

"Isn't that normal? What's so strange about that?"

"No, you don't get it. It was his tone. It sounded way too intimate. Like, really intimate, you know?"

"I don't."

The employee sighed dramatically. "Whatever. All I'm saying is when I saw Mr. Moore and Ms. Smith standing together today, they looked like the perfect couple."

Before long, the entire finance office of Prosper Stitch Group was buzzing with speculation. People whispered and gossiped in secret.

Meanwhile, the two people at the center of it all were completely unaware because they were having lunch.

Edward had said he'd come to look for Janice, and he actually brought lunch to the Product Division.

"Try this," he said.

He even personally served her food, using a separate set of cutlery he had brought along.

"Where did you get this?"

"I had Harrison buy it," Edward replied. "I have to visit one of our international branches in a few days."

"How long will you be gone?"noveldrama

"I'm not sure yet." Edward thought for a moment before continuing, "I think you should start learning how to run a company properly. Since Refined Threads Co. will be under your management, you need the experience."

"What are you trying to say?" Janice asked.

"While I'm away, Matilda will assist you. If anything comes up in the finance office, discuss it with her. And if it's urgent, call me."

Was he seriously letting her "practice" with an entire corporation?

Edward might have the guts for that, but she didn't.

Janice immediately rejected the idea. "Don't joke around. I've never had formal training for this. One bad decision could put Prosper Stitch Group at risk."

Edward raised an eyebrow. "But weren't you already managing most of Refined Threads Co. before?"

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly. "That's different. Refined Threads Co. is small. It's nothing compared to Prosper Stitch Group."

"It's the same concept. There's a first time for everything. And besides, you can always consult with me. There's nothing to be afraid of."

Then, as if sensing her hesitation, Edward gently squeezed her hand and said, "I'l be your support. Just go for it."

Janice couldn't possibly remain

unaffected. This level of trust-not just anyone could offer it. Edward had built his success from the ground up. If she made a mistake...

After a long silence, she finally said, "I'll do my best."

Only then did Edward smile. "Good."

When Edward said he was leaving, he meant it.

He got up early in the morning the next day and even made breakfast for Janice.

"You're leaving this early?"

"Yeah. The car's already downstairs."

After washing his hands, Edward

walked over and pulled her into his arms. "We just got together, and now, we're already doing long-distance. Are you mad?"

"You're leaving for work. What would I be mad about?"

Janice wrapped her arms around his waist, looking up at him. Then, she stood on her tiptoes and gently pressed her lips to his.

Feeling her lean in, Edward cupped the back of her head, deepening the kiss.

Heat surged between them-burning, intense, lingering...

Pressed against the wall, Janice gasped softly, her cheeks flushed red. Her eyes held a hint of shyness. "If you don't leave now, you'll miss your flight."

But Edward didn't let go. His gaze stayed locked on her as if he was memorizing every detail of her face.

"I wish I could take you with me," he murmured.

Janice smiled. "I'll go with you next time."

"You promise?"

"I promise."

"Alright."

With that, he finally let go. She walked him to the door, watching as he stepped

into the car.

Just before getting in, Edward turned back. "If anything happens, call me first. Immediately. Got it?"

He wasn't at ease. He didn't want to leave as he was worried something might go wrong.

Bundled up in her coat, Janice smiled gently. "Got it. Don't worry."