Chapter 108 "You, get out!" Simon snapped.
Alex quickly left the office.
Outside, the seamstresses snickered. "Alex got scolded again?" Alex said nothing as he returned to his office, his expression cold.
Back when Janice was in charge, she always focused on solving problems first, and he simply had to coordinate accordingly. But Simon only knew how to yell at people. If Alex tried to say anything, it would only make Simon angrier. It was utterly frustrating! Not long after, Simon finally relaxed because he had just secured a crochet piece from Heidi. She said it had already been shipped and would arrive soon.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWith Heidi's work in hand, how could he not get new orders? "Mr. Fitzgerald?" Caspian Holt, the head of marketing, was summoned to his office.
Simon instructed, "Spread the word and start promoting it-tell everyone that Refined Threads Co. is about to release a major piece, which will be incorporated into various products. Guide the narrative toward an internationally renowned crochet master. Make the buzz as big as possible. Do you understand?" "When should we release it?" Caspian asked.
Simon thought for a moment. "On the day of the Winter Tournament." That was tomorrow! It was a rush job, which meant another long night of overtloomed ahead.
Caspian left with a sullen expression.
Amelia had just snuck out of the hospital, hoping to treat herself to a meal at a high-end restaurant, when someone recognized her.
"Mrs. Fitzgerald? You're Mrs. Fitzgerald, aren't you?" Amelia quickly covered her face. "I-" "Don't be nervous, Mrs. Fitzgerald. I just wanted to ask, what exactly is the relationship between Janice Smith and Mr. Fitzgerald?" At the mention of Janice, Amelia bristled like a porcupine. She stopped hiding and lifted her head. "To be honest, my husband and I were childhood sweethearts. We grew up together, but unfortunately, I fell ill and had no choice but to leave." So, Janice had taken advantage of the situation and stolen a position that was never hers? "Janice is here." Barbara immediately went to the door to welcthe couple.
Edward led Janice inside.
Gregory and Valentina were absent from the living room. Only Barbara, Myra, and a dignified middle-aged man remained. The man carried an air of authority.
Barbara introduced him, "This is Edward's uncle, Terry Gallagher." Janice greeted him, "Good evening, Mr. Gallagher." Terry glanced at her and nodded slowly. "It's cold outside, isn't it?" "It wasn't too bad. We were in the car the whole way." Janice wasn't sure if Edward's family had heard about the recent events, so she didn't initiate any conversation.
But after a while, she realized that the elders seemed to simply want to share a meal with them—nothing more.
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Before dinner, Terry had said to Myra, "Let's not bring it up in front of the kids. I've contacted the National Grochet Union and asked them to reach out to Shirley. Pick a tto invite the Ryan family over for a meal." They would do a face-to-face confirmation of identity.
After all, words alone meant nothing.
Myra agreed with the plan, saying, "But Shirley is known to be very m secretive. She hasn't appeared in public since her last competition."
Terry remained calm. "That's fine.
Even if she sends an assistant, it'll be enough to verify the truth. Besides, doesn't Shirley have an official Whataccount? Text her in front of Heidi. If Heidi has been lying, the truth will cout on its own."