Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

Jane remained calm, poised, and unhurried despite the chaos around her.

The corners of her mouth curled into a cold arc, seamlessly blending into the brawl with Adonis’s henchmen. Her hands wielding steel pipes resembled two sharp swords.

Every strike from her steel pipe produced a crisp sound of breaking bones.

Jane’s moves were precise and ruthless, showing no mercy. If she hesitated, she would be the one lying on the ground in a while.

In just seven or eight minutes, Adonis’s henchmen lay scattered on the ground, groaning and nursing their arms and knees. They were thoroughly defeated.

Jane put away the steel pipe, lifted her lips slightly, and looked calmly at Adonis. Her red lips curved, “Mr. Harvey, how about we make a deal?”

“A deal?” Adonis was taken aback.

Jane nodded, “You tell me who you’re dealing with. What benefits did he promise you, and I can offer double.”

“Humph.” Adonis snorted. He couldn’t help but admire Jane’s combat skills. He had never seen a woman strike so precisely and ruthlessly.

Thinking of Freda’s enticing appearance, Adonis coldly refused, “Although I, Adonis, am involved in the underworld, we value principles. I won’t sell my reputation for a little benefit.”

Jane pursed her lips, slightly disappointed. “So, Mr. Harvey, are you not willing to cooperate?”

“Cooperate?”

Adonis stepped back, outside the alley, and sneered, “Miss North, you underestimate me, Adonis! How could I not keep an ace up my sleeve and bring along these pieces of trash.”Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Since Miss North is so powerful, I want to see if you can handle the three hundred people I brought today.”

As his words fell, dozens more people suddenly poured into the alley from both sides, completely blocking the already narrow space.

Jane chuckled, “Mr. Harvey talks about not doing despicable deeds, yet his methods are truly sinister and ruthless.”

“No need to provoke me with words. Today, you have no choice but to die here!” Adonis, as if passing a death sentence on Jane, lit a cigarette, leaned against the wall, took a deep drag, exhaled a thin smoke, and shouted to his men, “If you can’t deal with this woman in the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, don’t bother returning with me!”

His men tightened their grip on the steel pipes, without a second word, rushing towards Jane.

The place was narrow, and now, with twice the number of people, Jane found herself surrounded.

Watching the approaching crowd, Jane furrowed her brows slightly.

Adonis used a tactic of overwhelming numbers. Despite her skill, dealing with three hundred people would be challenging.

One by one, black-clad individuals attacked Jane. She had no time to think, only to fiercely counter.

The opponents multiplied, and Jane knocked down one, only for more to charge at her.

Time passed, and Jane began to struggle. Her wrists had long lost feeling, but she persevered, tightly gripping the steel pipe.

She had to carve a way out!

Jane swung the steel pipe, striking directly at the opponents. Faces were smashed, and agonizing cries echoed in her ears.

She didn’t flinch.

Gradually, Jane started to fall behind. She was tired, especially since she was surrounded by dozens of people, and her arms and legs were inevitably injured.

She finished one wave, and another group approached.

Jane lifted her hands, and the steel pipe fell, directly hitting the faces of her opponents. Bones shattered, and their agonizing cries filled the air.

She didn’t even blink.

However, Jane was gradually overwhelmed. She began to tire, especially being surrounded by dozens of people, and her arms and legs were all wounded.

She finished one wave, and another came.

Patrick stayed in M country for two days but couldn’t find the sailor.

Worried about Jane, he returned to Guavo ahead of schedule.

Patrick wanted to give Jane a surprise, so he went directly to Pansy Group to find her in the secretary’s office.

However, Jane wasn’t at her desk.

“Where’s Jane?” Patrick asked a colleague sitting next to Jane’s seat.

“Mr. Pansy, Miss North has already left for the day. She mentioned going to the hospital to see Old Pansy,” the colleague quickly stood up and answered respectfully.

“Hmm,” Patrick responded calmly and then drove to the hospital.

Pushing open the door of the ward, he didn’t see Jane but found Mr. Maurice taking care of Old Pansy.

“Mr. Maurice, how is my grandfather?” Patrick stepped forward, asking with concern.

Mr. Maurice stood up respectfully and spoke, “Mr. Pansy, you’re back? Old Pansy is fine. Miss North just came to check on him, and everything is stable.”

Patrick breathed a sigh of relief. “That’s good.”

Bending down, Patrick held Old Pansy’s hand. “Grandpa, you must get better soon.”

“Mr. Pansy, rest assured. With Miss North here, Old Pansy will definitely wake up,” Mr. Maurice patted Patrick’s shoulder to comfort him.

“I’m sure of it!” Patrick nodded.

“By the way, where is Jane?” Patrick asked again.

“After Miss North checked on Old Pansy, she went back,” Mr. Maurice checked the time and answered, “It’s been about an hour.”

“Okay, I got it.” Patrick said in a low voice.

After visiting Old Pansy, Patrick left the hospital.

According to Mr. Maurice, Jane should have returned to her apartment by now.

Driving swiftly, Patrick soon arrived at her apartment.

Opening the door, he didn’t see Jane.

“Amy, where’s Jane?” Patrick asked Amy, who was cleaning in the kitchen.

Amy looked up. “Mr. Pansy, you’re back?”

“Yeah.” Patrick asked again, “Has Jane come back?”

“Miss North? No.” Amy looked around and said.

Patrick’s expression changed. Jane clearly told Mr. Maurice that she was going home, so why hadn’t she returned?

Did she go somewhere else suddenly?

Patrick dialed Jane’s phone, but it went straight to voicemail with the message, “Sorry, the number you dialed is currently switched off.”

Even her phone was off…

Could she have gone to Star Entertainment?

Patrick thought for a moment and then called Osborn.

As soon as the call connected, Patrick couldn’t wait to ask, “Osborn, have you seen Jane?”

Osborn on the other end was surprised and said, “No.”

Since the banquet on the set, Osborn hadn’t seen Jane for several days.

Why was Patrick calling him to ask if he had seen Jane?

Osborn asked urgently, “What happened to Jane? Isn’t she living with you?”

“Nothing.” Patrick coldly hung up the phone.

Not at Pansy Group, not at the hospital, not at Star Entertainment, not at home, and her phone was switched off…

Where could Jane be?

A vague sense of unease crept into Patrick’s heart.

This feeling was something he had never experienced before.