Bride to Be, Not Me

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Chapter 168

"Janice, stop accusing me! | never—"

"My brother's roommate specializes in surveillance footage recovery. Do you think

| didn't see you running out with Simon? And as it happens, | know the owner of the café where you and Simon

met before.

"The police system is pretty advanced these days. It can analyze surveillance footage and even identify what

you two were talking about."

A chill ran through Heidi's entire body.

She had always thought she and Simon were the ones keeping an eye on Janice. But in reality, Janice had been

tracking their every move.

Watching Janice walk away, Heidi clenched her teeth so hard they made an audible click.

A moment later, she pushed open the car door and stormed straight into the police station to see Simon.

When the two were alone in a private room, Heidi said, "Don't worry. There's no evidence. You'll be out by

tomorrow."

Desperate and panicked, Simon didn't even hesitate before pleading, "Ms. Olson, you have to help me! If worst

comes to worst, use your identity as Shirley to pressure Janice! She's trying to steal my company!"

Seeing the once-arrogant Simon now begging her for help filled Heidi with satisfaction.

"Since you know I'm Shirley, then you shouldn't be afraid of her. So what if she takes Refined Threads Co. for

now? Once she humiliates herself at the international championship and loses Greenfield City's support, the

other shareholders will kick her out on their own."

Simon narrowed his eyes. "And how exactly do we make her embarrass herself at the international

championship?"

Heidi smirked. "I'll handle it. When the tcomes, we'll claim Janice didn't design her work-she bought it. And

as Shirley, I'll be the one proving it. She won't be able to talk her way out of it. Crochet design videos mean

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nothing at the international championship.

"Foreigners don't care about the process. They only care about who brings more value. Between Shirley and

Janice, even an idiot would know who to choose."

Simon slowly nodded. "You're right. The international championship only judges based on reputation and final

pieces, not the process."

But then, a thought crossed his mind. "Wait, then why did Harry say you framed him?"

For a split second, Heidi's expression stiffened.

Then, she quickly brushed it off. "That was just a misunderstanding. Don't worry about it. | need to go. We'll talk

once you're out tomorrow."

When Heidi returned home, Amelia was already waiting for her. "I saw that Simon got arrested."

Heidi let out a frustrated sigh. "I underestimated Janice. | didn't think she had another card up her sleeve."

Amelia frowned. "You still haven't taken her down? Ugh, you're so useless!"

Heidi's expression darkened at the contempt in Amelia's eyes. "Why the hell are you looking atlike that? Like

you could do any better? And watch your tone. Simon just got cut off, which means your access to medication is

gone. Right now, I'm the only one keeping you alive."

Amelia clenched her jaw so hard it hurt, but she forced herself to swallow her anger.

After a long silence, she muttered, "Rumors are spreading that you might be Shirley. You think that's going to

work in your favor, but that doesn't seem like it. Heidi... are you really Shirley?"

"If I'm not, then who is? You?" she snapped, masking her unease with irritation.

Just then, her secretary, Amber Thornton, rushed out of the study, practically buzzing with excitement. "Ms.

Ryan! The message you hadsend... They responded!"

Heidi's eyes lit up instantly.

It was Shirley's official Whataccount.

She and Amber hurried into the study.

On the way to Edward's house, Janice idly logged into her secondary Whataccount. wasn't expecting to find

over 99 unread messages from an unknown number. She skimmed through

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sof them before finally replying.

"Ms. Olson, is this really you?"

The account belonged to Amber.

Shirley replied casually. "Yes. What do you need?"

On the other end, Heidi didn't doubt the response for a second. Overjoyed, she snatched Amber's phone and

quickly typed a reply, weaving her lie on the spot.

"Ms. Olson, here's the situation—I

have a student who loves crochet,

but she's terminally ill. Her biggest

wish is to meet he Rhpetison

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anxiously waited for a response,

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Janice read the message and didn't think much of it. It seemed trivial, and she sympathized with the ill fan.

Shirley replied to the message. "Send

sometigpes dn to the

student If believing Shirley is there

makes them happy, then that's fine."

She didn't care who pretended to be her as she had never been the type to rely on a nto prove her worth.

Seeing Shirley's approval, Heidi was beyond ecstatic. She was so excited she could barely sleep. Now, she could

impersonate Shirley without a single worry.

It was already past midnight by the tJanice got back to the villa.

She hesitated for a moment before sending Edward a message, only for the door

of the villa to suddenly swing open.

As she stepped inside, Edward looked down at her from the doorway. "All handled?"

Janice changed out of her shoes. "Yeah. Just as expected, Simon refuses to transfer the shares. So, we'll take it to

court and wait for the forced execution order."

"I had someone buy you new toiletries and pajamas. They're in your room," Edward said, still wearing his

glasses. He looked like he had been working late.

After freshening up, Janice stepped out in the new pajamas and spotted Edward standing by the floor-to-ceiling

window in the living room, smoking.

His silhouette against the snowy backdrop outside made for an unexpectedly striking scene.

Hearing her footsteps, he turned around.

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