NovelEnglishChapter 177 Simon thought Janice would panic, but instead, she simply smiled and said, "I don't have the money." "Then I'll sue you!" Janice shot him an unimpressed look. "The company's legal representative is you. Who exactly are you suing?" Simon nearly choked in frustration. After a long pause, he snapped, "Fine! Let's change the legal representative first, then you can pay me!" Janice shrugged. "I still don't have the money. Worst-case scenario, Refined Threads Co. goes bankrupt, and everyone loses. No one will owe you anything." "You-" "You're not supposed to be here, are you?" Janice cut him off smoothly. "You're the vice director now. Your office is one floor down." Simon glared at her furiously, his eyes burning with hatred as if he wanted to tear her apart. With a huff, he turned and stormed off.
But just as the elevator doors were about to open, Janice casually called out, "Oh, and one more thing. Since you're now vice director of Refined Threads Co., you'll be receiving a salary. So, Mr. Fitzgerald, I'd suggest you show up to work on time. Three instances of lateness or leaving work early and you won't get paid that month. Also, your job now is to pull in orders." What? She was making him do her old job? He had to lower himself to beg clients for orders, attend business dinners, drink and entertain guests, and deal with transportation arrangements? He was Simon! How could he stoop so low? "Refined Threads Co. doesn't pay freeloaders. If you can't handle that, you'll be demoted to the Product Division to do selection work. And if you can't even manage that, you'll go to the factory." The factory? Was she humiliating him? Simon's face twisted in rage, his eyes bloodshot. "Janice! Don't think you can get away with this just because the shareholders support you and Edward has your back! Without them, you're nothing! You're deliberately trying to crush me, aren't you? Fine! We'll see who wins in the end! I refuse to believe you can run Refined Threads Co. better than me!" Janice remained unbothered. "Don't forget about changing the legal representative." Just as the elevator doors were closing, Simon roared in fury, "Anyone who doesn't show up tomorrow is a damn dog!" Meanwhile, back in the chairperson's office, Janice didn't touch a thing. She found this place disgusting.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe phone rang. It was Edward.
"How did it go?" "Everything went smoothly." "Good. I'll cpick you up. Let's have lunch together?" Janice's lips curled into a sweet smile. "Sounds great." "These are all luxury condominiums," Amber said. "We know the package cfrom here, but there are too many residents, so how are we supposed to find the right one?" Heidi narrowed her eyes. "Go talk to the property management office. See if they'll let us check the resident records." After half an hour and a generous bribe, the property manager reluctantly agreed to let them take a quick look. Wearing a face mask, Heidi entered the office with the courier beside her.
As they flipped through the resident registry, the courier whispered, "My colleague hinted that the sender is from Tower 18. I can't give any more details due to strict policies. But... I did overhear something. The sender's last nis Smith"
The moment Heidi spotted a specific non the list, hexpupilschrank.
"Janice?"
A woman with the last nSmith...
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAnd it just so happened to be Janice? NO
For a second, everything clicked in Heidi's mind like pieces of a puzzle spapping perfectly into place. A local shipment, Edward valuing Janice's abilities, and Janice somehow acquiring Jasmine Stitch Crochet...
Then, there was that moment backstage at the Winter at the Winter Tournament when had smiled at her and said, "Because I'm Shirley." A loud explosion went off in Heidi's head.
Could it be that Janice was really Shirley? That was impossible...
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