Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

Previously, Patrick’s family used to be in the tea business, but the business wasn’t doing well, and they were on the verge of collapse. That’s why they switched to finance.

“So you’re saying that you took me away from the hospital,” Patrick interjected as he listened to their conversation.

Both Beatrice and Mike nodded in agreement.

“Yes, we did take you away from the hospital. It was raining that day, and you were crying alone in a small grove. I felt a bit soft-hearted, so I decided to pick you up,” Mike explained.

All the scenes from the past were being replayed, leaving Patrick even more incredulous.

“What happened next?” Patrick asked.

“After that, I ordered everyone not to mention your background, and you took the place of the deceased child in our family. However, because of this, Beatrice has always been angry with your father. He left the country in a fit of anger and never returned. It was just me taking care of you,” Mike continued.

These were the true facts of everything, and after hearing these words, Patrick let out a long sigh. He had originally thought that everything he possessed was given to him by Mike, but it turned out he was a replacement for the deceased child.This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“I’m grateful that you’ve revealed everything today. This is also the truth of the past,” Beatrice expressed her gratitude, but her eyes were filled with disdain and anger.

Mike glanced at Beatrice and asked, “Since the events of the past have been clarified, why are you still using these means to deal with Patrick? I’ve already given you everything you wanted, haven’t I?”

Mike had done his best to raise Patrick, fearing that one day Beatrice would see the child and be reminded of her own child. However, he never expected that an evil seed would be planted in her mind.

“I’ll say it again, I didn’t cause the troubles in the family,” Beatrice reiterated, this time with utmost sincerity, as resolute as she had ever been.

“I may not like staying in this family, but I won’t do anything to harm you, let alone joke about your life.”

Beatrice was clear-headed when it came to matters of right and wrong.

Now that things had developed to this point, Patrick had understood the general situation.

“Alright, I understand it all now!” he exclaimed.

Jane, who had more questions on her mind, added, “How did you get in touch with the gangsters? And where did you get the drugs?”

Jane didn’t bring up Melissa’s situation at the moment; it wasn’t the right time.

Upon hearing this, Beatrice glanced at Patrick and replied, “It was your uncle who acted as the intermediary and helped me with all of that.”

Patrick suddenly realized why his uncle hadn’t wanted to come home for so many years, always staying abroad without anyone knowing his whereabouts.

It was only recently that he had sent a considerable amount of money abroad.

He had always been curious as to why he had transferred that money to an unknown account. He had investigated the account himself, but it was just an ordinary account.

If he tried to search for it online again, he wouldn’t find anything.

“How long has he been involved in this?” Patrick asked again. After all, this concerned his family’s reputation, and it was not a matter to be taken lightly. Furthermore, it was illegal, and Beatrice must have been well aware of that.

“It’s been a long time, and nobody has ever discovered it. If it weren’t for the trouble I encountered this time, he probably wouldn’t have helped me,” Beatrice explained.

Jane found it somewhat ridiculous to hear this. “Don’t you find what you’re saying shameful?”

“Even if you hate this person and don’t want to see him, have you ever considered that if it weren’t for him, you wouldn’t even know where you are right now?”

“Besides, this is an illegal matter. Don’t you realize that?”

Jane didn’t know the extent of someone’s hatred, to be able to harbor such resentment for over 20 years and not want to see the person live a better life.

Beatrice lowered her head in silence, and Jane spoke again, “Even if you don’t say anything, do you think we don’t know? Do you think we’re so easily deceived?”

At this point, Jane had nothing to hide.

“What do you mean by that? I haven’t hidden anything. I know in my heart that I have nothing to be guilty about, and there’s nothing to hide,” Beatrice argued with Jane.

Mike let out a long sigh, feeling weary, and picked up his cane, preparing to go upstairs. Patrick stood by his side, supporting him.

“What about Melissa? Where is she? Do you know?” Jane asked.

Upon hearing this, Beatrice was first startled, then began to question, “Did you investigate me? Or were you following me?”

Jane’s tactics were unexpectedly harsh, using this method to trap her.

“If I hadn’t followed you, I wouldn’t have known that Melissa is still alive. But her mental illness was all a deception she used on you. Is the two of you working together to put on a show for us?” Jane revealed that she had heard everything in that abandoned factory.

Beatrice’s face changed drastically, and she stood up, pointing at Jane and cursing, “Who do you think you are? Just a daughter-in-law, what qualifications do you have to meddle in my affairs?”

Jane remained calm and listened quietly to Beatrice’s insults.

“You can say whatever you want, don’t worry, I won’t get angry.”

At this moment, Patrick also came downstairs.

“Where is Melissa, exactly?” he asked.

Beatrice knew that she couldn’t hide everything anymore. “The two of you are working together to make me reveal Melissa’s hiding place. Do you want to go after her?” she accused.

None of their dreadful speculations were confirmed by either of them.

Patrick walked up to her, his powerful aura causing Beatrice to fall back onto the sofa. “I’m asking you one last time, where is Melissa, and where is Harrison?”

If they didn’t find those two and deal with them, their family would become even more unstable.

Hearing this, Beatrice had no choice but to reveal everything.

“I’ll take you to find them.”

Afterward, the three of them got into the car again and arrived at the abandoned factory. Jane had been there before, so it looked familiar yet unfamiliar.

Beatrice led the way, with the two of them following closely behind, holding hands, a sight that would make others envious.

They reached the second floor and heard cries from inside. From the sound, they knew it was Melissa’s voice. They exchanged a glance, watching as Beatrice picked up a key from the window sill and placed it on the table.