Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

Jane followed the direction of the voice and saw Freda, who had been standing nearby, suddenly speak.

Freda?

What could she prove?

Jane was somewhat surprised.

“It’s Freda, the international pianist Freda!” A reporter recognized Freda, saying excitedly.

“Miss Freda, you mentioned earlier that you can prove that Jane damaged Miss Erica’s dress. Is that correct?” A reporter aimed the microphone at Freda, asking.

Freda smiled and nodded, “Yes.”

“Can you tell us in detail about the situation at that time?” Reporters crowded around, bombarding her with questions.

“I was buying a scarf here, and I saw Miss Doyle and Jane arguing. Then, Jane pushed Erica and deliberately ruined her dress,” Freda said with a smile, maintaining an elegant demeanor.

Jane looked at Freda with suspicion.

She didn’t know Freda at all. Why would Freda provide false testimony? Why help Florence throw dirt on her?

At that moment, Patrick walked into the HN boutique, with Queena closely following him.

“Mr. Pansy, Mr. Pansy is here!”

As soon as Patrick appeared, he seemed to carry a halo, drawing the attention of everyone.

Reporters swarmed around. “Mr. Pansy, is it true that you and Jane have broken up? Why is she still at Pansy Group? There are rumors about Jane living with Osborn; is it true?”

“Mr. Pansy, what’s your opinion on today’s events? Did Jane intentionally damage Miss Terry’s dress? Do they have any personal grievances between them?”

Patrick’s handsome face became cold, and his thin lips tightened into a line.

Queena stepped forward, smiling at the reporters. “Sorry, Patrick isn’t available for interviews. We were just out for a stroll, happened to pass by here, and decided to take a look.”

“Mr. Pansy, is this young lady Candy, whom you’ve been searching for? Are you two together now? Is she your girlfriend?”

“Get lost.” Patrick’s icy gaze swept over the reporters, his aura so powerful it made them fall silent immediately.

Seeing Patrick suddenly arrive, Florence’s gaze remained fixed on him.

That girl closely following him was Candy?

So what!

Fire of jealousy flashed in Florence’s eyes.

Today, she would deal with Jane first, and Candy would not be spared!

Patrick belonged to her, Florence!

Today, she would make Jane utterly embarrassed in front of Patrick!

Thinking this, Florence signaled to Erica.

“Jane, do you have anything to say now?” Erica’s tone was unrestrained, her voice slightly raised. “Even Miss Huggins can testify now; it was you who ruined my dress!”

Even Erica herself hadn’t expected someone to suddenly appear as a witness.

Moreover, this person was the internationally renowned pianist Freda.

Although Erica didn’t know why Freda suddenly decided to help her against Jane, at this moment, Jane had no room for defense.

“There’s nothing to say.” Jane remained calm and composed.

Seeing Patrick and Queena walk in, Jane’s heart was painfully pricked.

Now, she was surrounded by so many people, falsely accused.

Did Patrick bring Queena to mock her?

However, she wouldn’t compromise.

If Florence and her group wanted to trample on her, she would give it back to them double!

With these thoughts in mind, Jane withdrew her contemplation and fixed a probing gaze on Freda.

Jane could confirm that she had not offended Freda.

So, was Freda part of Florence’s group? Was she intentionally trying to frame Jane?

“Miss Freda, did you really witness me damaging Erica’s dress?” Jane assessed Freda, her expression calm, as she inquired.

“Of course,” Freda squinted slightly, her eyes carrying a hint of evident hostility.

“That’s strange. If I’m not mistaken, you were standing in the corner just now. Moreover, Erica intercepted me at the entrance. From your angle, you couldn’t possibly see what happened at the entrance,” Jane’s lips curled with a mocking arc.

“In any case, I saw it,” Freda’s complexion changed slightly, but she still insisted that she saw Jane ruin Erica’s dress.

“Jane, why don’t you kneel down and apologize to Erica?” Florence couldn’t wait to see Jane beg for mercy.

“I haven’t done anything, why should I apologize?” Jane raised her lips slightly, composed and elegant.

“You dare to argue! With both eyewitness and material evidence, now even Freda saw you damaging my dress. Even if you don’t admit it, the fact is already in front of us. Quickly kneel down and apologize to me!” Erica stepped forward, standing in front of Jane, ordering her.

“The one who should kneel down and apologize is you, isn’t it?” Jane glanced around, her expression turning colder, and she pinpointed the issue directly, “Actually, you intentionally ruined your own dress, with the purpose of shifting the blame onto me, right?”

“Don’t spit venom!” Erica glared at Jane fiercely. “Now that things are clear, don’t think about delaying. Quickly kneel down and apologize!”NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

Jane chuckled softly. “Erica, have you ever heard that to avoid being exposed, one should not commit wrongful deeds? Do you think ruining your own clothes and then bringing in a few people to frame me can reverse the truth?”

“What do you mean?” Erica furrowed her brows.

Jane looked up at the camera, saying casually, “What I mean is, no matter how you distort the facts, there’s only one truth. I believe this camera must have captured the scene.”

Erica was taken aback. “Didn’t we already check the surveillance just now? It didn’t capture anything.”

“Really captured nothing? I doubt that,” Jane’s cold and stern gaze fell on the head of security.

“Indeed, there is nothing,” the head of security, who happened to be Kent Terry, Erica’s distant cousin, answered calmly.

After receiving Erica’s message, he secretly deleted that portion of the surveillance.

“Can we take a look at the footage from that time?” Jane asked sharply.

“No need for that!” Florence glared at Jane indignantly. “Jane, what tricks are you trying to play now?”

“I’m afraid the one playing tricks isn’t me.” Jane calmly spoke, “I just want to reveal the truth of what happened.”

“Bring out the surveillance footage!” At this moment, Patrick, who had been silent on the side, suddenly spoke in a deep voice.