Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

Osborn!

It’s Osborn again!

Is Osborn this important in Jane’s eyes?!

At Patrick’s words, his handsome face tensed, emitting a chill that seemed to lower the surrounding temperature by several degrees.

Sensing the man’s lowering atmospheric pressure, Jane pursed her lips, about to speak when her phone chimed with a pleasant ringtone.

Jane took out her phone and checked. It was Osborn calling.

Ignoring Patrick’s increasingly cold demeanor, Jane answered, “Osborn.”

“Jane, are you off work? I’m at your company’s entrance,” Osborn’s crisp voice came through the phone.

“Coming.” Jane checked the time. “Wait for me five minutes.”

“Okay,” Osborn readily agreed.

Ending the call, Jane packed up her things, planning to leave right on time.

Just as she took a step, Patrick grabbed her arm.

“Jane, try walking away,” Patrick’s handsome face was frosty.

Yesterday’s events made Patrick feel that Jane still had feelings for him deep down. The reason she repeatedly refused to come back to him was because of Candy.

Why else would she go to such lengths to expose Candy in front of him?

Jane had also mentioned that the reason she called off the engagement that day was because of Candy.

So, Patrick was more convinced than ever that Jane had never forgotten him.

Today, he had specially prepared for the whole day, planning to propose to Jane again tonight.

And now, this woman told him she was going to attend Osborn’s award ceremony?!

Her arm hurt from Patrick’s tight grip, and Jane rubbed her temples. “Patrick, you’re hurting me!”

Subconsciously releasing his grip, Patrick let go of Jane’s arm.

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Under Patrick’s icy gaze, Jane left without looking back.

Downstairs, Osborn’s car was already parked at the entrance of Pansy Group.

“Jane, over here!” As soon as he saw Jane, Osborn couldn’t help but lift the corners of his lips, opening the car door.

Jane approached. “You came so early?”

“Of course.” Osborn glanced meaningfully at Jane, his gaze deep and intense. “Tonight is the most important day of my life, so I naturally want to pick you up early.”

“Let’s go then!” Jane got into the car.

As Patrick descended the stairs, what he saw was Jane leaving in Osborn’s car.

Patrick’s thin lips tightened into a straight line, displaying his extreme displeasure.

Jane had walked away with Osborn!

The carefully prepared proposal tonight had gone down the drain.

He had received an invitation to tonight’s awards ceremony as well. Patrick usually didn’t like to join in the festivities, and he had even tossed the invitation. However, now he decided to attend.

Osborn drove and stopped in front of a styling salon.

Jane looked puzzled. “Osborn, what are you doing here?”

Osborn smiled. “Didn’t I say tonight is the most important day of my life? Of course, I need to dress up a bit.”

Jane examined Osborn from head to toe.

Dressed in a well-fitted suit, meticulously styled hair, exuding a charismatic aura, just standing on stage would captivate countless girls.

“You’re already perfect,” Jane joked.

Osborn’s gaze fixed on Jane. “I’m talking about you.”

“Me? I’m not the star tonight; why do I need a makeover?” Jane furrowed her brows.

“No matter what, a more grandiose outfit won’t hurt.” Osborn pulled Jane into the styling salon.

Half an hour later, Jane walked out.

She was in a dazzling crimson gown.

In Osborn’s eyes, she was not just stunning but breathtaking.

Tonight, she would be the most radiant woman in the world.

The awards ceremony took place at the famous Guavo Sacred Grand Theater, scheduled for eight o’clock in the evening.

Osborn, accompanied by Jane, arrived twenty minutes early and took their seats in the front row of the VIP section.

The ceremony was attended by industry elites, renowned actors, and socialites, with journalists wielding cameras and notebooks, eager not to miss any details.

The host was the eloquent Chester Carnegie, also a good friend of Osborn.

Just as Jane settled into her seat, the corner of her eye caught a familiar and stern figure.

Patrick?

Why was he here too?

He had just mentioned taking her somewhere, could it be the awards ceremony?

But it didn’t seem like it.

“Jane, what’s wrong?” Osborn asked as Jane kept glancing back.

Jane snapped out of her thoughts, shaking her head. “Nothing.”

Osborn naturally saw Patrick, but what did it matter?

Patrick was not worthy of Jane!

Only he could bring happiness to Jane.

At exactly eight o’clock, the awards ceremony began promptly.

Chester’s lively voice echoed in the grand theater, “Welcome, everyone, to tonight’s awards ceremony!”

Applause filled the air as Chester announced various awards, including Best Director, Best Newcomer, Best Actor, Best Supporting Actress, and others.

“Now, the most exciting moment has arrived!” Chester passionately declared. “Who will be crowned this year’s Best Actor? He is-”

Pausing for effect, Chester raised his voice a few notches. “He is-Osborn! Let’s welcome Mr. Maltz to the stage with the warmest applause!”

Amid thunderous applause, Osborn stood up, walked with steady steps to the stage.

“Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to our Mr. Maltz,” Chester grinned. “Mr. Maltz has won the Best Actor award for three consecutive years, truly deserving.”

“Thank you,” Osborn calmly responded.

Chester inquired, “Mr. Maltz, can you share some words of gratitude with us?”

Osborn nodded, his profound gaze fixed on Jane’s face. Clearing his throat into the microphone, he said, “I am very pleased to once again receive the Best Actor award. Here, I want to thank someone.”

Pausing here, Osborn hesitated for a moment.

Chester immediately asked, “This person must be particularly important to Mr. Maltz, right?”

“Yes!” Osborn’s voice was deep. “In my most desperate times, she encouraged me, enabling me to stand up again. She has always been there, motivating me. Without her, there would be no today for Osborn.”

“So, who is she?” Chester asked. “I’m sure everyone is as curious as I am. Who is this person who holds such significance in Mr. Maltz’s heart?”

“She is-” Suddenly, Osborn walked off the stage, step by step, heading towards Jane’s seat.

He stopped in front of Jane, and with a clear voice filled with intense emotion echoing in the grand theater, he declared, “She is Jane!”