Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

“Jane, just now I saw her being very intimate with a man. They walked towards the lounge on the second floor,” Florence said deliberately adding fuel to the fire.

“Jane is really something, she doesn’t even pay attention to her own identity. She openly flirts with a man, as if she doesn’t care about you at all.”

Florence had not finished speaking when Patrick exuded a chilling coldness from his body, took a step with his long legs, and walked straight to the second floor.

In the second floor lounge.

Annie lay on the sofa, constantly pulling at her clothes, feeling like her whole body was on fire and extremely hot.

Just at that moment, the door of the lounge opened and a man with yellow hair walked in.

This is a little rascal that Florence specially found. She plans to let this blond man in after Annie has drugged Jane, so he can take care of things.

When the two of them were having sex, Florence would bring Patrick to catch them.

After the blond man walked in, he immediately spotted Annie on the sofa.

“Right on time.” The man was excited. He could sleep with such a beautiful woman tonight and get paid for it. It was like a gift from heaven.

“Baby, a moment of tonight is invaluable, come, let us enjoy it.” The man could not wait to the sofa Annie jumped up.

Under the influence of the medication, Annie let out a whimper and tightly clung to the man in front of her with both hands.

“Patrick, wait for me!” Florence followed closely behind Patrick and arrived at the door of the lounge on the second floor.

At the entrance of the lounge, many journalists have gathered at this moment.

It was Florence who secretly had Erica send anonymous text messages to the journalists, notifying them to come over.

The reporters are all very excited one by one.

They received an anonymous message that Patrick’s fiancée, Jane, was openly cheating on him with a stranger in the lounge on the second floor.

This is explosive news!

Patrick’s publicly acknowledged fiancée, who had only just danced the opening dance with Patrick less than an hour ago, was caught fooling around with another man in the lounge.

It was sensational.

The reporters were preparing to push the door open when they saw Patrick walking towards them, and suddenly became quiet.

Patrick exuded a chilling aura akin to the bitter cold of a winter day, instantly dropping the surrounding temperature to freezing point.

The reporters shivered, but no one wanted to leave and miss out on this explosive news.

The reporters looked at each other, excited but afraid to show it in front of Patrick.

Could the anonymous source be true? Was Jane really openly fooling around with other men in the lounge?

“Patrick, let’s go inside and see!” Florence couldn’t help but urge him on.

She was eager to see Jane caught red-handed.

That bitch Jane, she would surely be finished this time!

Patrick stared blankly at the door of the lounge. Could it be true that Jane was inside? He found it hard to believe.

Seeing that Patrick wasn’t paying attention to her, Florence turned to the reporters next to her. “What are you all waiting for? Go in!”

But no one dared push open the door while Patrick was there. Even though they all wanted a glimpse of what was going on inside.

Suddenly, a clear female voice rang out. “Why are there so many people here making such a commotion?”

That voice… Patrick’s heart skipped a beat as he followed its direction. And then he saw her – that charming figure who had been haunting his dreams and thoughts for so long now – Jane!

Which meant… the woman inside couldn’t possibly be Jane!

A smile tugged at Patrick’s lips involuntarily as he realized this fact.

Florence was stunned when she saw Jane too. Wasn’t she supposed to be doing something indecent with that blonde guy in the lounge right now? Why is she standing here looking perfectly fine instead?!

Jane smiled faintly and asked, “Why can’t I be here?”

“You’re not supposed…” Florence couldn’t believe it. Annie had said everything went smoothly earlier; why is Jane standing here now?!

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“I’m not supposed to do what exactly?” asked an indifferent-looking Jane.

Florence bit her lip and looked upset.

Patrick turned his head slightly towards Florence and said coldly: “You said you saw Jane with another man in the lounge.”

“Maybe… I got it wrong,” replied Florence through gritted teeth while wiping away sweat from her forehead.

“Is that so?” asked Patrick icily.”Apologize to Jane.”

Florence clenched her fists tightly and glared angrily at Jane. Why should I apologize?!

Feeling the hostility from Florence, Jane lifted her lips slightly. “Patrick, since Miss Doyle said she was mistaken, it’s possible that she really was mistaken. Why don’t we go in and see who looks so much like me that Miss Doyle could mistake them for me?”

“Hmm.”

The nearby reporters were already impatient. With Patrick’s permission, they immediately kicked open the door to the lounge.

The door opened to reveal a scene of debauchery.

Annie and the man were tightly entwined, doing unspeakable things.

“Annie! It’s Annie!” A reporter recognized Annie and shouted excitedly.

Click click… The flashbulbs kept flashing incessantly.

How could the reporters miss such an explosive scene?

Although the woman in the lounge wasn’t Jane, Annie was still a popular actress rumored to be Lady Fashion’s CEO Bruce’s girlfriend.

Annie heard their voices and regained some clarity at this moment.

She came back to her senses only to find herself completely naked while reporters excitedly surrounded her taking pictures.

Quickly grabbing her clothes to cover up key parts of herself, Annie cried out frantically,”Stop taking pictures! Stop it!”

Reporters pointed their microphones at Annie one after another bombarding her with questions,

“Miss Annie, who is this man? Is he your new lover?”

“I heard you broke up with Mr. Bruce. Is that true?”

“Miss Annie, why did you break up with Mr. Bruce? Was it because of him?”

Annie turned pale as a sheet of paper and trembled all over while holding onto her head; she didn’t even know this man!

Jane had caused all of this!

With angry eyes filled with hatred fixed on Jane’s body; twisted face pointing at Jane shouting loudly,”Jane! It was Jane who framed me!”