Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

“Candy, what are you doing?” Patrick was shocked to see Candice suddenly stab herself with the knife. He hurried forward, attempting to stop her.

But, he was a step too late.

The fruit knife in Candice’s hand had already pierced her body.

Blood gushed out instantly.

“Patrick, since you don’t love me, then I… fulfill you…” Candice fell into Patrick’s arms, her face pale and pitiful.

Blood stained Patrick’s white shirt, a shocking sight.

Unexpectedly, Candice resorted to such a desperate move. Jane furrowed her brows and said, “Patrick, let me take a look.”

However, her gaze was fixed on the scars on Candice’s back.

Jane approached, “Candice, are these scars really from falling off a cliff?”

Enduring the pain, Candice gritted her teeth, “Jane, don’t touch me!”

“Patrick, let me die!” Candice struggled, still trying to reach for the fruit knife on the ground.

Patrick grabbed Candice’s hand and, glancing at Morton nearby, ordered in a deep voice, “Morton, take Candy to the hospital!”

Morton had Candice carried out, and Patrick followed.

“Patrick,” Jane’s mind stirred, and she suddenly stopped him.

Patrick paused, turned back, and said in a deep voice, “Jane, rest assured, I will explain this to you. But now, Candy is in critical condition, and I can’t ignore her life.”

Jane asked coldly, “Patrick, are you sure Candice is the same person as the Candy from back then?”

“Yes, I’m sure,” Patrick answered without hesitation.

“Why are you so sure?” Jane pressed on.

Patrick’s gaze dimmed, “Candice described the situation when Candy and I were kidnapped in detail, even things only the two of us knew. If she isn’t Candy, I can’t think of any reason she would know those things.”

“Are you certain?” Jane asked, her expression emotionless.

Earlier, when she saw the scars on Candice’s back, those injuries didn’t seem to be from over a decade ago.

But with just a brief glance, she couldn’t verify further.

“Sure,” Patrick nodded, then turned and left.

Watching Patrick’s retreating figure, Jane narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze complicated.

“Ada, shall we go too?” Anthony spoke up.

Anthony’s voice brought Jane back to the present.

Jane glanced at Anthony, then asked in a deep voice, “Anthony, what do you think about this matter?”

Anthony furrowed his brows, “Candice? Quite a schemer, not simple!”

Jane pursed her lips, pondering, “Do you think she’s real or fake?”

“Since you’re asking, she must be fake,” Anthony replied with a smile.

“You seem to know me well,” Jane said lightly, adjusting her hair.

She was already sure that Candice was fake.

However, there were still some things she hadn’t figured out.

How could Candice explain her knowledge of the kidnapping of Patrick and Candy, including details only the two of them knew?

What really happened there?

If Candice is fake, then where is the real Candy?

Did she truly perish after falling off the cliff, or…

Jane didn’t know.

“Anthony, when Candy fell off the cliff years ago, where did she go afterward? Can’t you find any information about it?” Jane asked, furrowing her brows.

“Yeah,” Anthony nodded, “Ada, maybe if you personally get involved, you might uncover something.”

Jane squinted her eyes; Anthony’s skills were on par with hers, but she had a slight edge. Even Anthony couldn’t find information on this mysterious situation.

Anthony and Jane exited the Pansy Group gates.

Jane dropped Anthony off at the hotel. “Anthony, thanks for today.”

Anthony patted Jane’s shoulder, grinning, “Ada, why be so polite?”

The next moment, Anthony’s expression turned serious. “But, there’s something I don’t understand.”

Jane was puzzled, “What is it?”

“Ada, you knew early on that Candice would leak Pansy Group’s confidential information to BPL to frame you. You could have informed Patrick and raised the stakes. By doing it this way, although you brought down Candice, you also caused Pansy Group to lose the North Bay project.”

“Why? Do you really think I would let Pansy Group lose the North Bay project?” Jane chuckled.

Anthony got excited, “Ada, do you have another move?”

“Of course,” Jane nodded nonchalantly.

Anthony was curious, “Ada, can you give me a hint?”

Jane teased, “You’ll know in a few days.”

“I knew it. Ada strikes, gods and Buddhas beware!” Anthony joked.

Jane returned to her apartment. Just as she was closing the door, a familiar figure appeared in her sight.

“Osborn?” Jane blinked.

Shouldn’t he be filming right now?

“Jane, I saw the reports online. Are you okay?” Osborn’s tone carried concern.

Jane smiled, “Come in, we can talk inside.”

Osborn entered, his deep gaze fixed on Jane. “They’re saying online that you leaked Pansy Group’s confidential information, causing them to lose the North Bay project. It’s outrageous!”

“Do you believe it?” Jane quirked her mouth.

Osborn earnestly replied, “Of course not!”

Jane leaking confidential information? Impossible!

After a moment of thought, he asked, smirking, “Is it Candice framing you?”

Jane nodded, “Yes.”

“Do you want me to help you…”

Before Osborn could finish, Jane interrupted, “No need. I can handle this myself.”

“Oh, by the way, why did you look for me?” Jane asked.

Osborn’s lips curved into a smile. “Tomorrow is the awards ceremony. You’ll be there on time, won’t you?”

“If you hadn’t mentioned it, I might have forgotten,” Jane said apologetically, rubbing her temples.

Osborn’s gaze darkened slightly. Tomorrow’s awards ceremony would be broadcasted worldwide by various TV stations, and he was fully prepared. He planned to propose to Jane in front of everyone. It would be awkward if the female lead didn’t show up.

Thinking about it, Osborn stared into Jane’s eyes, speaking with utmost seriousness, “Jane, tomorrow is the most important day of my life. You must attend. Can I pick you up?”

Jane smiled, “I promised you I’d attend; I won’t break my word.”

“That’s good.” Osborn breathed a sigh of relief.

He checked the time, “Jane, let’s have dinner together. There are some matters regarding Star Entertainment that I need to discuss with you.”NôvelDrama.Org © content.

Jane nodded, “Sure.”

As they walked out of the apartment, just as Jane was about to get into Osborn’s car, Freda suddenly rushed over, pointing at Jane and cursing loudly, “Jane, you shameless fox spirit!”