Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 212

Janice and Cynthia were complete opposites.

Janice was bubbly, the kind of girl everyone adored—she lit up the whole class and seemed to draw people in effortlessly.

She and Benedict had been classmates since middle school, always sitting together, and over time, Cynthia became close with both of them.

Benedict confessed his feelings to Cynthia for the first time during their junior year of high school.

But Cynthia wasn’t interested in romance back then, so she gently turned him down.

After graduation, Benedict asked Janice to find out which college Cynthia planned to attend.

By then, Cynthia’s mother was gravely ill, so Cynthia decided to stay in Cloudcrest City. Benedict chose to follow her, applying to the same university so he could remain by her side.

Janice, on the other hand, headed to the far north, and little by little, the three of them lost touch.

Three years later, when they were twenty, Benedict confessed to Cynthia again.

By then, Cynthia’s mother had passed away on a gray, fading evening, leaving her a bankbook with a sizable sum—a nest egg that became the startup capital for VistaSphere Group.

Though Cynthia still hadn’t said yes to Benedict, he insisted on helping her with her fledgling company.

Launching a business as a college student, with no connections or family backing, was a brutal uphill climb.

Benedict worked tirelessly, pouring himself into the company, and after six months, they finally started to see results.

Cynthia understood Benedict’s family situation, so she offered him the company’s profits from those first six months.

But Benedict refused to take the money for himself. Instead, he invested it right back into VistaSphere Group, choosing to build the business—and a future—with her.

His sincerity was overwhelming; he wore his heart on his sleeve, and for the first time, Cynthia felt herself waver.

It was around then that Janice, who hadn’t reached out in ages, messaged her out of the blue.

She wrote, “Cynthia, true feelings are a rare gift. Benedict’s cared about you quietly for three years. I know what it’s like to love someone for years and not be able to be with them. Please, give Benedict a chance.”

Cynthia had congratulated her.

Looking back now, Cynthia realized the man Janice had loved all those years was probably Benedict.

She stared at Janice’s profile in silence.

A message popped up from her assistant, Frank.

“Ms. Tremaine, what should we do next?”

Cynthia’s eyes grew cold. She tapped her fingers on the desk, then pressed and held the voice button on her phone.

“Finish what you’re working on,” she said, her voice steady. “I’ll handle the rest myself.”

Maybe Giselle was just Benedict’s way of hiding Janice.