Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

Jane replayed the video. “Did everyone see clearly? The platinum on the bouquet that day was deliberately sprinkled by someone.”

“So what?” Freda concealed her panic, took a deep breath, and said, “Even if it was intentionally done, everyone saw it was this man. What does it have to do with me?”

Freda felt a bit uneasy watching this video.

Why did Jane have this video?

She had confirmed that the area had no surveillance. Freda told herself not to panic.

“Yes, it’s this man,” Jane lightly smiled, “but this man is a bodyguard for the Huggins family. And the one who instructed him is you, Freda!”

“Jane, you’re quite the storyteller. I don’t even know this man. How could he be a bodyguard for the Huggins family? Don’t falsely accuse me.” Freda pursed her lips.

Anyway, she had already arranged for this bodyguard to be overseas. As long as she denied knowing him, what could Jane do?

“Really don’t know him?” Jane sneered, then tapped her phone and opened a photo.

In the photo, Freda was with several people dressed as bodyguards. One of them was the man from the video, the one who discreetly sprinkled platinum powder into the bouquet.

“Do you still claim not to know him?” Jane pointed at the photo, coldly questioning.

“Who knows if this photo is real or fake? Maybe you photoshopped it.” Freda gave Jane a sidelong glance, her eyes unable to hide the panic.

She thought she could kill Jane today and shift the blame to Tina, but now things were spiraling out of her control.

“Photoshopped?” Jane cleared her throat, about to speak, when suddenly a clear male voice echoed, “Whether she instructed him, let him speak for himself.”

The voice was so familiar-Patrick’s.

Jane’s heart skipped a beat, and she followed the sound.

What met her eyes was indeed Patrick’s tall and straight figure.

Today, Patrick wore a custom-made ash-gray suit, highlighting his perfect physique. The powerful aura emanating from him made everyone involuntarily step aside, creating a path.

Patrick, with steady steps, approached Jane.

Behind him were Patrick’s two bodyguards escorting a man.

Jane was momentarily stunned, looking up at Patrick. “How did you come over?”

Since their argument a few days ago, they had been in a cold war, and Patrick often seemed invisible.

Now… why would he suddenly appear on the set?

Patrick took a firm step and stood in front of Jane. He slightly bent down, whispering in her ear with a voice only they could hear, “I came to help you.”

His warm breath spread into Jane’s ear, like an electric current, making her face turn red.

Jane moved aside slightly, maintaining a certain distance from Patrick.

Couldn’t this man stop flirting regardless of the situation?

Clearly, he was angry a few days ago, and they were still in a cold war.

Jane’s gaze shifted to the man escorted by Patrick’s bodyguards.

This man looked familiar.

Jane rubbed her temples, suddenly realizing that this man was Freda’s bodyguard from the video just now.

Yes, it was him.

Although the man’s appearance was entirely different from the video, it was still easy to tell it was the same person.

Freda’s entire face turned pale when she saw this bodyguard being brought over.

How could this happen?

Didn’t she send this man out of the country a long time ago?

Why was Patrick’s bodyguard escorting him here now?

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“Speak up, who instructed you?” Patrick asked in a cold voice.

“I…” The man hesitated for a moment, then determinedly said, “It was Miss Freda who instructed me to do this.”

Freda, ranked second in the Huggins family, so the “Miss” he referred to was Freda.

“Don’t talk nonsense.” Freda’s face changed, and her voice trembled slightly.

“Mr. Pansy, I’m not talking nonsense. Miss Freda really instructed me to do this.” The man shivered feeling Patrick’s powerful and icy aura.

“He’s framing me. Don’t believe him, everyone.” Freda raised her voice a bit.

Patrick looked at his side at the bodyguard.

The bodyguard immediately understood, forcefully pulling off the man’s clothes.

On the man’s back was a dragon-shaped tattoo with the word “Huggins” written above it.

Everyone present was somewhat shocked to see this tattoo, discussing it one after another:

“My God, what is this?”

“It looks like some kind of emblem.”

“There are words on it.”

“Yeah, it seems to be the word ‘Huggins,’ right?”

“Yes, yes, it’s the word ‘Huggins.’ So, he must be a bodyguard of the Huggins family.”

Jane stepped forward, saying coldly, “Everyone saw it. The tattoo on this man’s body is the mark of a bodyguard from the Huggins family. Every Huggins family bodyguard has such a tattoo on their back.”

People nodded one after another, “Indeed.”

“Didn’t expect Freda to be so despicable, tsk tsk…”

“Now, what do you have to say?” Jane looked at Freda with an icy gaze and asked lightly.

Freda’s face alternated between white and green. She pursed her lips, wanting to say something. The man kneeling on the ground with a guilty expression spoke first, “I’m sorry, Miss Freda.”

“Useless!” Anger surged in Freda’s heart. She stepped forward and slapped the man hard.

“Didn’t I send you abroad? Why did you come back?”

With these words, Freda practically admitted that she instructed this man behind the scenes.

The man helplessly lowered his head.

He didn’t want to come back; he was brought back from abroad by Patrick’s bodyguard.

Patrick’s methods were decisive and ruthless; he dared not offend him.

Besides acknowledging the truth, he had no other choice.

“Now, regarding the incident at the opening ceremony, everyone has understood. This was not an accident but a deliberate act instigated by Freda to harm me!”

Jane’s gaze swept coldly around, finally landing on Freda’s face. “Freda, we have witnesses and evidence. I didn’t wrongly accuse you, did I?”