NovelEnglishChapter 52 His usually cold, razor-sharp eyes softened, a faint warmth flickering within them Janie's heart skipped a beat. She quickly averted her gaze. "I trust you." Then, following Edward's instructions, she sent the reply When Samon agreed to the six-million-dollar price tag, Janice couldn't shake the teeling that Edward bad just signed him alive-metaphorically, of course.
After all, Simon's account was froom. Where on earth was he planning to find six million? By embezzling company funds, perhaps? A notification from her secondary Whataccount drew ber attention. Simon had sent another message. "Thank you so much, Ma. Obian You're truly a lifesaver for me. If you ever need anything, please don't hesitate to ask. Thank you again, Ma, Olson!" A moment later, he added, "I'm really looking forward to meeting you at the Winder Tournament, Ms. Olion." Simion suddenly paused, realling that Janice had a younger sister named Shirley Olson. But that Sharley didn't know the first thing about crochet.
For a brud, absurd moment, a ridiculous thought flitted through his mind-could Shirley be Janice in disguise? He immediately damised the idea. it was laughable. He must've been so frustrated by panice lately that his mind was playing tricks on hin They were worlds apart. There was no way Janice could possess that kind of talent.
Meanwhile, back in Edward's room, Jankestared at her phone, reading simon's messages again. His reverent bone was so over-the-top, it was naiseling,
Her eyes glinted with cold amusement as shortyped out a reply, "I'm looking forward to it too. The Winter Tournament?
she couldn't help but wonder what kind of expression Simon would Wear when he saw her there.
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