Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

Snuggled against Patrick’s chest, the familiar sensation reassured Jane in a way she couldn’t explain.

The unpleasantness stirred up by Beatrice and Melissa’s provocation just moments ago vanished into thin air.

Patrick gently brought Jane to the bathroom door, carefully lowering her as if she were a fragile porcelain doll.

His gaze held a rare tenderness. “Go take a shower.”

“Thank you,” Jane replied absentmindedly, taking the clean clothes he handed her and entering the bathroom.

White steam filled the entire bathroom as Jane stood beneath the shower, tilting her head to let the water cleanse every inch of her skin.

It felt warm, comforting.

After what seemed like a while, Jane turned off the shower, opening her damp eyes.

In dry clothes, the heavy feeling in her body gradually dissipated, and she felt much more comfortable.

Jane yawned and walked out of the bathroom, only to find the messy bedroom, previously disturbed by Beatrice and Melissa, now neatly restored.

The soaked sheets were replaced with clean ones, and the clothes Melissa had pulled out were hung neatly in the wardrobe.

All Patrick’s doing?

Jane raised an eyebrow, thinking of thanking Patrick.

However, Patrick was nowhere to be found.

Frowning, Jane pushed open the bedroom door, searching for Patrick but couldn’t locate him.

Finally, she found a sticky note he left on the refrigerator.

“I’m on a business trip to M country for a week. Five Fragrance House will deliver mirror cakes promptly at 8 am every day. Take care of yourself.”

A business trip?

Why did he suddenly go on a business trip?

Jane read it and, on impulse, reached for her phone to call him.

After a moment’s thought, she decided against it.

…

The Doyle Villa.

Florence sat on the couch, looking at the news on her phone about Jane and Osborn, a smug smile playing on her lips.

“Florence, look, now everyone knows Jane’s dirty secrets. Her reputation is completely tarnished!” Erica stood by, cautiously speaking.

That night, she was taken away by the police, and the White family had to put in a lot of effort to get her out.

“Humph.” Florence snorted, glancing at Erica, “You still dare to speak? Such a good opportunity that night, yet you let Jane bite back. You can’t even handle such a trivial matter! If I hadn’t guided the media to write it like this, relying on you would have been useless!”

Erica kept apologizing, “Yes, yes, Florence, it’s my fault. But I’ve redeemed myself by buying so many online trolls to ruin Jane’s reputation!”

“By the way, how’s Freda recently?” Florence suddenly remembered.

Erica answered, “I heard her brother hired bodyguards to watch over her, not letting her out of the Huggins family’s gates.”

“Is that so?” Florence squinted, a glint of cunning in her eyes. “If she can’t go out, then we can go to her.”

“Florence, do you mean…” Erica hurriedly asked.

Florence pointed to the photos of Jane and Osborn on her phone screen, “Show her these.”

Freda liked Osborn, and the reason she had repeatedly caused trouble for Jane before was because of Osborn.

Now, if Freda sees these rumors about Osborn and Jane, she will undoubtedly be driven mad with jealousy.

By then, Florence was not afraid that Freda would not take action against Jane again.

Erica nodded hastily, “Yes, I will go to the Huggins family tomorrow.”

“Why wait until tomorrow? Let’s go now!” Florence said, suddenly standing up, glaring at Erica, “Hurry up!”

Florence couldn’t wait a moment longer!

That wily woman Jane, born with a seductive charm, always knew how to entice men.

Thinking about Jane moving back to Patrick’s apartment, knowing that they spend all their time together, Florence bit her teeth in frustration.

Erica hurriedly followed, “Florence, wait for me.”

The two arrived at the Huggins family, and Erica rang the doorbell.

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“We’re here to see Freda,” Erica said.

The butler recognized them and politely said, “Miss Doyle, Miss Terry, please wait a moment.”

The butler went to Freda’s room, where Freda was throwing a tantrum.

“Miss Huggins, Miss Doyle and Miss Terry are outside looking for you,” the butler said cautiously.

Florence and Erica?

Freda’s expression hardened. “Let them in.”

Soon, Florence and Erica followed the butler to Freda’s room.

“Do you need something from me?” Freda asked indifferently.

Florence gave Erica a signal. Erica understood and said, “Miss Huggins, we heard your brother locked you up, so Florence and I came to see you.”

“That’s not true. I just haven’t been feeling well recently, so I’m staying in,” Freda denied.

“Are you okay?” Florence immediately expressed concern.

Freda shook her head, saying casually, “I’m fine.”

“Miss Huggins, as long as you’re okay,” Erica said, “We really feel sorry for you.”

While speaking, Erica opened her phone and handed it to Freda. “Look at this. Jane, the shameless fox spirit, is seducing Mr. Maltz again.”

Freda’s gaze landed on the phone screen.

Seeing Jane and Osborn so close, looking intimate, a burst of jealousy erupted in her eyes.

No wonder Calvin deliberately took away her phone early this morning.

He must be afraid she’d see these things.

That wretched Jane!

Now that she’s locked up by Calvin, it’s all thanks to Jane!

She won’t let Jane off!

Having achieved their goal, Florence and Erica exchanged a glance.

Erica smiled, “Miss Huggins, seeing you’re okay, Florence and I can rest assured. It’s not early anymore. Rest well, and we won’t disturb you.”

The next day.

At exactly 8 am, Jane, who had just woken up, received the mirror cakes delivered by Five Fragrance House.

When she went out, the driver was already waiting to take her to Pansy Group.

“Miss North, Mr. Pansy instructed me to take you to the company,” the driver respectfully said to Jane.

A warm feeling swept through Jane’s heart.

Although Patrick was away on a business trip, everything was arranged meticulously for her.

Sitting in the car, Jane’s gaze looked out the window, her emotions fluctuating.

Perhaps, she wondered, should she consider returning to Patrick’s side?

Or should she wait a little longer…

After all, the matter with Candy hasn’t been resolved.

Arriving at Pansy Group, just as Jane opened her computer and was about to start working, her phone suddenly rang urgently.

Jane glanced at her phone; it was a call from Dr. Pater.

Why would Dr. Pater call her so early?

Jane’s heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that something happened to Old Pansy?

Jane quickly answered the phone, “Dr. Pater, what’s going on?”

On the other end of the call, Dr. Pater’s anxious voice came, “Miss North, Old Pansy’s condition has suddenly worsened. He’s currently in the operating room undergoing emergency treatment. We couldn’t reach Mr. Pansy, so we had to call you.”