Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

Falling for him in two months?

Jane bit her lip, stating firmly, “That’s impossible.”

“What if? If you really fall for me, would you stay?” Patrick persisted, determination gleaming in his eyes.

“There’s no such ‘what if.'” Leaving these words behind, Jane walked out of the CEO’s office without looking back.

Yet, her heart couldn’t help but beat faster.

What did Patrick mean? Did he really want her to stay?

And what about his Candy?

Jane kept telling herself that Patrick’s words were merely because she resembled Candy.

She, Jane, refused to be anyone’s substitute!

The next few days seemed calm.

Monica was sentenced to a year in prison for intentionally causing harm.

“Ice and Fire” achieved unprecedented success. Bruce was very pleased with the collaboration and returned to France with his assistant.

Nana, under Carl’s enthusiastic invitation, enjoyed a few days in Guavo and then returned to France.

The “Ice and Fire” jewelry collection became wildly popular, achieving remarkable sales. Pansy Group surpassed “Love & Romance” in the jewelry industry, becoming the new leader.

During these days, both the jewelry production factory in the outskirts of Guavo and the branch in France worked overtime to produce “Ice and Fire.”

Because Jane was in charge of the “Ice and Fire” project, she received lavish praise from Patrick, making her the center of attention.

At the Doyle family villa,

Florence, watching Jane frequently appear in the media with Patrick, had an angry expression. She grabbed a vase from the table and fiercely threw it on the ground. “Jane, Jane, it’s always Jane! What’s so good about her?”

Erica, startled by Florence’s reaction, hurriedly consoled her, “Florence, don’t worry. Jane is just lucky. She managed to turn danger into opportunity several times before. I bet Patrick is just seeking novelty. One day, he’ll get tired and kick Jane out. Then, the position of Mrs. Pansy will be yours, Florence.”

“When will that happen?” Florence spoke with resentment. “What’s so good about this country bumpkin compared to me?”

“Of course, there’s no comparison!” Erica’s eyes rolled. “In my opinion, this country bumpkin is just a case of ‘the first to get the moon near the water tower.’ Think about it. She works with Patrick, lives with him, and can flirt with him as much as she wants.”

“What should I do? Come up with a way to get her out of there quickly!” Florence burned with jealousy, wishing Jane would disappear without a trace and never appear again.

“Florence, why don’t you think of a way to work at Pansy Group as well?” Erica suggested, “This way, Jane will be right under your nose, and you won’t have to worry about her pulling any tricks. Plus, you can spend time with Mr. Pansy, and he’ll soon realize you’re a thousand times better than Jane. Then he’ll definitely dump Jane and pursue you.”

“That might be a good idea.” Florence, unusually satisfied, nodded.

However, how could she get a job at Pansy Group?

It seemed she had to ask her brother for help.

With a bowl of chicken soup in hand, Florence went to the study downstairs and knocked on the door. “Big brother, may I come in?”

“Come in.” Peter Doyle spoke.

Florence entered, placing the chicken soup on the table. “Big brother, you’re working so late. I had the servant specially make this chicken soup for you. Drink it while it’s hot.”

Peter glanced at the chicken soup. “Speak, how much money do you want this time?”

“Oh, big brother, you’re thinking too much.” Florence, pouting, tugged at Peter’s arm. “I’m just concerned about your health.”

Peter grew more suspicious. Every time Florence came to him willingly like this, it was either about money or some other request.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

He wondered what his troublesome sister wanted this time.

“Spill it, what’s the matter?” Peter massaged his temples.

Florence smiled, “It’s like this, big brother. You and Grandpa always say I’m idle, playing all day. Now I realize my mistake and want to work.”

“You want to work? That’s easy; go pick a position at Doyle Group.” Peter was somewhat surprised. His spoiled and willful sister actually had a day when she wanted to work.

“Working at Doyle Group is so dull. Everyone knows I’m your sister, and there’s no challenge.” Florence said, “I want to go to Pansy Group.”

Now Peter finally knew what his sister was up to. She spoke nicely about wanting to work, but her real target was Patrick.

“That won’t do.” Peter was well aware that Patrick wouldn’t agree to let Florence join Pansy Group.

Florence persisted, “Why not, big brother? I just like Patrick. As my elder brother, you won’t even help me with this tiny favor?”

Peter frowned, “Patrick has a fiancée, don’t you know?”

“That country bumpkin!” Florence exclaimed, “Big brother, I just can’t accept it. What does that country bumpkin have that I don’t? Why should she become Patrick’s fiancée?”

Peter calmly said, “Are you talking about Jane? I think she’s not bad.”

Florence stomped her foot, “Big brother, why are you siding with her? You clearly know I like Patrick!”

“If I could become Patrick’s fiancée, wouldn’t the cooperation between the Doyle family and the Pansy family go more smoothly? Big brother, if you don’t agree, then I’ll die right in front of you.” Florence said, grabbing the fruit knife from the table.

Peter quickly grabbed Florence’s hand. “Don’t be ridiculous!”

“Does that mean you agree?” Florence coquettishly asked.

“Fine, I’ll think of a way for you.” Faced with his unreasonable sister, Peter could only sigh.

After all, she was his only precious sister.

Before Peter could figure out how to approach Patrick, an incident occurred at Pansy Group.

On that day, Jane was tallying the sales of “Ice and Fire” with the sales manager responsible for jewelry sales. Suddenly, a security guard hurriedly approached.

“Miss Jane, something’s not right. Someone is causing trouble.” The security guard’s tone was urgent.

Jane stopped her work, stood up, and asked, “What happened?”

The security guard, panting, said, “Outside the main gate, a few people claim to have been poisoned by wearing our company’s ‘Ice and Fire’ jewelry. They insist on seeing you, demanding justice. Many reporters have also arrived.”

Poisoned???

Everyone present exchanged puzzled looks. The entire production process of “Ice and Fire” underwent strict inspections. How could wearing “Ice and Fire” lead to poisoning?

Jane cleared her throat and said calmly, “I’ll go out and see what’s going on.”