Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

Patrick recognized the two men in the photo-they were the ones who had chased Candice for debt on the day they had reunited, the same day she rushed into the road and collided with Patrick’s car.

The scene of their encounter that day was vivid in Patrick’s memory.

But now, in this photo… had Candice known these two men long before?

Jane mocked Candice with a glance. “Candice, care to explain?”

“It’s just a photo, what does it prove?” Candice’s heart tightened suddenly, but she spoke with feigned calmness. “I borrowed money from them, what’s so surprising about that?”

“Patrick, you know, my grandmother fell seriously ill and urgently needed money for surgery, so I borrowed a high-interest loan from them.” Candice bit her lip, looking distressed.

“Borrowed money?” Jane sneered, her tone sharp. “According to the information Anthony found, on October 13th, you gave these two men two hundred thousand! You said you owed a high-interest loan for your grandmother’s illness, where did the two hundred thousand come from?”

Candice’s face froze.

Why did Anthony find out about the two hundred thousand too?

She took a deep breath and tried to maintain composure. “What two hundred thousand? Don’t spew nonsense!”

Jane slowly raised her lips. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

“What trick are you playing now?” Candice’s breath tightened, a growing sense of fear in her heart.

Things had completely deviated from what she had anticipated.

Why could Jane bring Anthony into this?

And Anthony could actually find out so much!

Jane glanced at Anthony. “Anthony, you can show what you’ve found.”

Anthony snapped his fingers. “No problem!”

He opened the laptop he brought, played a video, and everyone’s attention shifted to the screen.

The video was taken in a coffee shop.

In the corner of the cafe, Candice sat across from these two men.

She handed them two bags, giving one to the man with a stubble. “Here’s two hundred thousand; you count.”

The stubble man opened the bag, satisfied to find it filled with hundred-dollar bills.

“Miss Dillon, rest assured, whatever you ask us to do, we’ll do it.” The stubble man’s face filled with smiles.

Candice smiled and whispered something to the stubble man, lowering her voice.

The stubble man nodded repeatedly. “Okay, Miss Dillon, we’ll definitely follow your instructions, guaranteeing your satisfaction!”

The video ended there, and Anthony said to Jane, “Miss North, I retrieved this video by hacking into the coffee shop’s surveillance system.”

Candice stared at the computer screen in disbelief.

How could this be?

Why did Jane have such a video!

“All right, it’s quite clear,” Jane looked coldly at Candice, mocking. “Candice, you bribed these two men, pretending to be chased by loan sharks, deliberately colliding with Patrick’s car.”

Jane paused, her tone growing even colder. “You deliberately chose to appear on the day of mine and Patrick’s engagement, scheming to ruin our engagement ceremony!”

“Candy, is this true?” Patrick’s eyes were as cold as ice.

The video provided by Anthony made everything obvious.

Their encounter that day, which led to the public cancellation of the engagement ceremony, causing Grandpa to suffer a sudden heart attack, was all meticulously planned by Candice!

“No, it’s not like that!” Feeling the chilling aura from the man in front of her, Candice trembled. “Patrick, let me explain.”

“Candice, the evidence is overwhelming. What else do you have to say?” Jane calmly watched Candice, her face turning pale, and handed back Candice’s earlier words.

Candice’s fingers tightened, and she glared angrily at Jane. “No, I didn’t do it! So all of this is fabricated by you!”

Jane’s eyes suddenly darkened. “Fabricated? Are you suggesting that the renowned Anthony went out of his way to fabricate this video for you?”

“If you doubt the authenticity of this video, feel free to confront those two men in person,” Jane continued.

Candice’s face went through various shades of red and green. She opened her mouth to say something but couldn’t find the words.

“Also, you intentionally leaked Pansy Group’s bottom line to BPL, and I have evidence of that too.” With these words, Jane walked directly to Anthony’s laptop and began operating it herself.

She opened several photos, all featuring Candice with Winston.

“Candice, anything to say?” Jane stood up, her icy gaze forcing Candice. “We’ve all seen it; you leaked Pansy Group’s bottom line!”

Candice wore an expression of disbelief.

It was over, completely over!

She had lost in every aspect in front of Jane.

“Candy, you disappoint me greatly.” Patrick, who had been silent, suddenly stood up. His gaze was icy as it fell on Candice.

The chilling aura emanating from him seemed to drop the office temperature to freezing.

“Patrick, let me explain!” Candice’s eyes were bloodshot, and her voice trembled.

Jane sneered, “Explain? You leaked Pansy Group’s bottom line, intentionally framing me. I’d like to hear what explanation you have.”

Candice’s bloodshot eyes were full of resentment towards Jane.

Clutching her fists tightly, she gritted her teeth, “Yes, I did it all! I bribed those two men, deliberately creating a scene of reunion with Patrick. I also leaked Pansy Group’s bottom line to BPL, framing you!”

Seeing Candice admit to everything, Jane’s lips curled into a sarcastic smile.

“Candy, why did you do this?” Patrick’s tone was filled with disappointment.

He never expected Candy, someone he had a special relationship with, to be this kind of person.

“Patrick, I did it all because of you!” Candice collapsed to the ground, looking at Patrick with a mix of obsession and madness. “Patrick, I love you, do you know that?”

Jane couldn’t help but scoff, “You love Patrick, so you leaked Pansy Group’s bottom line, causing him to lose the North Bay project. Is this your love for him?”

“Jane, all of this is your fault!!” Candice shouted desperately. “If it weren’t for you, how could I have done this?”

“Irresponsible!” Jane looked down at the nearly insane Candice and chuckled coldly.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Candice suddenly grabbed the fruit knife on the table and lunged at Jane. The sharp blade aimed directly at Jane, and she roared, “Jane, go to hell!”