Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

They discussed their plans on the side, completely unaware that Jane was listening.

Finally, after finishing their conversation, Beatrice locked Melissa back in the room and hid the key in the neighboring window. Satisfied with her actions, she left.

Jane watched as Beatrice walked away, then cautiously emerged from her hiding spot. She approached the door, knowing that Melissa was just a wall away, but she didn’t want to see her at all.

Suppressing her anger, Jane left the abandoned factory.

When she returned home, she found that both of her children were already asleep, and Patrick was still at Pansy’s Old Mansion taking care of Mike. Just as she settled in, the telephone rang.

Jane glanced at the caller ID and paused for a moment. It was Beatrice.

Out of courtesy, Jane answered the call.

“Let’s talk,” Beatrice said calmly through the phone, completely unaware of her own wrongdoing, as if it didn’t concern her at all.

Jane was eager to know what she was up to, so she agreed to meet.

The two arranged to meet in front of a café. Jane arrived early and found a secluded spot where she couldn’t be seen from the outside.

After hesitating for a while at the door, Beatrice finally entered. As soon as she pushed the door open, she spotted Jane inside and walked straight towards her.

They both sat down, appearing calm.

“I’m curious why you wanted to meet me,” Jane asked.

Beatrice hadn’t shown up during Mike’s illness, so it was surprising that she now took the initiative to seek Jane’s curiosity.

“I am Patrick’s mother, and everything I’ve done has been for the two of you. I’m glad to see you have a happy and fulfilled family now, unlike me, all alone,” Beatrice said, shedding tears and complaining about the difficulties of raising a son all by herself.

Jane didn’t take those cheap tears seriously.

“I heard that Patrick has been on his own abroad for so many years, and you haven’t taken care of him at all. It was Mike who took care of him. How come it’s suddenly your accomplishment?” Jane uncovered her true intentions.

Beatrice appeared somewhat embarrassed. She wiped away the tears and continued, “After all, he is my child, born from my own womb. And no matter what, I have the responsibility of raising him.”

Jane had heard these same arguments many times before, and she didn’t want to hear them again.

“What do you want? Just say it!”

Beatrice was caught off guard by Jane’s directness, which made her feel uncomfortable.

“How is Mike’s health?”

“I want to know where you were when Mike was sick.” This question had been on Jane’s mind for a long time.

Before Beatrice could respond, she started crying again.

Jane was getting a headache and didn’t want to listen to her chaotic explanations anymore, so she got up and went to the restroom.

When she came out a while later, Beatrice had stopped crying as if she had healed herself. Jane looked at the coffee in front of her, which had arrived while she was away.

As she picked up the cup and was about to take a sip, Jane glanced at Beatrice from the corner of her eye and noticed a flicker in her gaze.

Feeling something was off, Jane instinctively put the coffee cup down.

“If you have time, why don’t you come with me to Pansy’s Old Mansion to see Mike? Avoiding it like this isn’t a long-term solution,” Jane casually pushed the coffee cup aside. However, she felt a stickiness on her hand and opened it to find some white powder.

These subtle actions did not go unnoticed by Beatrice. Jane immediately recalled the scene she had witnessed in the abandoned factory. It turned out that Beatrice had been plotting against her all along, and today’s meeting was probably just a ploy to drug her.

“I also have my reasons. Take care of Mike over there, and if I have the time, I’ll personally come to see him,” Beatrice said, observing that Jane hadn’t drunk the coffee. She proceeded to gulp it down herself.

Jane, out of courtesy, took a sip, but Beatrice didn’t linger for long and left directly.

Watching her disappear into the crowd, Jane discreetly transferred the coffee into a small cup she carried with her.

Carrying these items, she arrived at the entrance of a research institute and placed her prepared materials in front of the door. Just as she was about to leave, a person walked out from inside.

“Old classmate, leaving without saying hello?”

Approaching her was a suave man, dressed neatly and speaking with a hint of refinement, making his words sound pleasant.

Jane smiled and greeted him, “I thought I could come quietly this time without disturbing you, but you still found out.”

Her old classmate picked up the cup and beckoned her. The two of them entered the laboratory together, while Jane waited by the door.

In less than fifteen minutes, they already had the results.

Her old classmate, wearing a white lab coat, placed the results he had prepared on the table.

“Take a good look at this. It contains a large amount of drugs. If it were to leak out, it would likely pose a threat to many people. Where did this come from?”

Her old classmate spoke earnestly.

This was not much different from Jane’s speculation, as she already had an answer in her heart.

“What would be the consequences if someone accidentally drank it?”NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

Her old classmate shrugged, “This substance, whether big or small, would likely lead to addiction if consumed by an ordinary person. Moreover, it’s a dangerous substance that is hard to detect in the regular market. It can only be found in underground transactions.”

“Alright, I understand. I had already guessed this result with a high probability!” Jane wasn’t particularly surprised, she simply stored this result in her mind.

“Is there anything else I can help with?” her old classmate asked enthusiastically.

Jane shook her head, “The matter I came to discuss today, don’t tell Patrick.”

She wanted to handle this matter on her own and didn’t want to burden Patrick with these affairs.

Her old classmate nodded, “This is your family matter, and I have no right to interfere.”

As Jane left the research institute, she pondered over this question the entire way: What would she have become if she had accidentally drunk that cup of coffee?