Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

“Get out of my way!” Jane, irritated by Erica’s interference, pushed her aside and walked straight through the entrance.

Today seemed to be an unusual day. She came out for a simple shopping trip and encountered these two, dampening her spirits.

Jane hadn’t taken many steps when Florence and Erica caught up. “Jane, stop right there!”

“What now?” Jane impatiently halted her steps.

Would these two ever quit?

Erica, full of anger, walked up to Jane, pointing at her shoulder. “You hit me just now and intentionally ruined my dress!”

Hit her? Ruined her dress?

Jane’s indifferent gaze fell on Erica’s shoulder, a touch of mockery in her eyes.

Sure enough, Erica’s dress had been torn at the shoulder, with an unsightly hole. How could a light push from Jane have caused such damage?

Were these two trying the same old trick again, framing her for their troubles?

So boring!

Seeing Jane silent, Florence gave Erica a discreet signal.

Erica, understanding, stepped forward, looking at Jane disdainfully. “Jane, do you know that this dress was specially tailored in Paris, worth five million dollars? Now that you’ve ruined it, how do you plan to compensate?”

Jane smirked. “What? Blaming me again? When did I ruin your clothes?”

“Jane, don’t think you can deny it! Just now at the boutique, you were unhappy that Florence bought everything you wanted. You deliberately pushed me and ruined my clothes in a fit of anger. Florence saw it all!” Erica loudly declared, making sure the surrounding people could hear.

“Jane, apologize to Erica immediately!” Florence chimed in, coldly.

Florence was confident that without Patrick’s backing, Jane could be toyed with as they pleased. They could trample on her with impunity. Today, they would expose Jane’s embarrassing side in front of everyone!

Passersby stopped and pointed fingers at Jane.

“Isn’t that Jane?” Person A pointed at Jane and asked.

“Yes, the one who got dumped by Mr. Pansy,” Person B nodded. “My relative works at Pansy Group. Heard Jane refuses to leave Pansy Group and shamelessly clings to Mr. Pansy.”

“Really? But I read online that Jane seems to be with Mr. Maltz? Heard they even live together!” Person A was puzzled.

“That’s just playing both sides. Treading on multiple boats,” Person C sneered.

“Ugh, shameless!” Person A scorned, a tone of extreme contempt in their voice.

These harsh words reached Jane’s ears, making her furrow her brow.

Who spread these rumors? It’s becoming more and more absurd!

It was probably related to Florence.

Journalists who received Florence’s messages hurriedly arrived.

Upon seeing Jane, several reporters surrounded her, bombarding her with questions. “Miss North, why did you push Miss Terry and intentionally ruin her dress? Is there some personal grudge between you two?”

Jane’s tone carried a hint of impatience. “I’ll repeat, I didn’t push her, nor did I ruin her dress. That’s it.”

Having said that, Jane didn’t want to linger. She turned to leave.

“Not so fast!” Erica and Florence blocked Jane’s way.

“You ruined my dress, and you think you can just walk away from this? There’s no such luck!” Erica glared at Jane, her eyes revealing a mix of envy and disdain.

“Whether I ruined your dress or not, you know the truth,” Jane squinted her eyes, speaking with a calm demeanor. “What do you want, exactly?”

“Of course, compensation!” Erica’s volume increased a few decibels. “Five million, not a penny less!”

“Oh, right, I almost forgot. Now that you’ve been dumped by Patrick, no longer his fiancée, I doubt you can come up with five million,” Erica smirked triumphantly, looking at Jane with contempt. “How about this? If you kneel down and apologize to me, I might consider not asking for compensation.”

Five million-how could this country bumpkin afford that!

She might as well kneel down, beg like a dog, and apologize to Erica.

Reporters were nearby, ready to capture Jane’s humiliating expression for tomorrow’s front-page headline.

By then, Osborn wouldn’t possibly look at Jane again!

As Erica became more offensive, Jane’s expression turned colder.

Originally, she didn’t want to waste time on these two irrelevant people, but they insisted on bothering her.

Fine, since Florence and Erica wanted her to embarrass herself in public, she wouldn’t hold back!

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With this in mind, Jane’s gaze turned icy. “Erica, if you insist that I ruined your dress, then please provide evidence. Otherwise, be careful-I’ll sue you for defamation.”

“Evidence?” Erica’s eyes narrowed. “It’s simple. You must have left fingerprints on my dress when you ruined it. As long as we report to the police and check for fingerprints, the truth will come out. Besides, Florence was right there; she saw it too.”

Erica sounded convinced. After all, Jane had indeed pushed her shoulder just now. There should be Jane’s fingerprints on her clothes.

Even if they went to the police station, she wasn’t afraid.

“No need to make it so complicated,” Jane lightly smiled. “The boutique we were at should have surveillance cameras. Let’s check the footage, and we’ll know the truth.”

“Sure,” Erica agreed readily.

Jane was somewhat surprised. Erica agreed so readily; wasn’t she afraid of the truth being exposed?

The surveillance footage should be clear. Jane had only lightly pushed Erica; she hadn’t damaged her dress.

And Erica’s dress might have been intentionally ruined by herself or Florence to frame Jane.

Once the footage was reviewed, the truth would be revealed.

Why wasn’t Erica afraid of the truth coming out?

Something seemed off.

Seeing Jane silent, Erica looked at her provocatively. “Don’t forget to kneel and apologize when the truth comes out!”

Erica’s cousin worked security in this boutique, responsible for surveillance.

So, getting him to delete a bit of the footage was a piece of cake.

Erica had already secretly messaged her cousin, so she wasn’t worried about checking the surveillance.

Jane, you shameless wretch!

Just wait!

Today, she would make you kneel and beg!