Jane was taken aback when she heard a woman's voice on the other end of the line. Even more surprising was the familiarity of the voice; it resembled Florence's.
However, how could it be Florence? Patrick had always shown his displeasure towards her.
Perhaps it was Candy.
"I'm looking for Patrick," Jane responded indifferently, suppressing her doubts.
"Jane, is that you? I'm Florence. Patrick is in the shower," Florence said provocatively, her lips curving into a sly smile. It was indeed Florence.
Jane's expression immediately darkened. Patrick wasn't home, and he was with Florence, even taking a shower with her.
"Jane, why are you looking for Patrick? Unfortunately, he won't be returning your call. He promised to spend a romantic and unforgettable night with me. He told me that I'm the woman he adores the most..."
Jane abruptly ended the call before Florence could finish. Florence smirked triumphantly as she heard the beeping sound on the other end.
"Jane, you'll pay for this tomorrow."
Florence derived immense pleasure from tormenting her before Jane's impending doom.
Jane hung up the phone, feeling a wave of despair wash over her. She couldn't comprehend why Patrick was with Florence. In her view, Patrick had always been cold toward Florence.
But Patrick was also distant and cold in public with Jane, yet he would become intimate with her in private, even forcibly kissing her.
She believed that Patrick wouldn't reject Florence's advances if they were alone.
Jane ran her fingers through her hair and lay on the bed. Patrick's captivating face lingered in her mind, a presence she couldn't shake.
Even though she convinced herself she didn't care about Patrick, she found herself oddly disturbed by the image of him kissing Florence.
Jane couldn't sleep all night.
On the second day, she arrived at the Pansy Group with dark circles under her eyes. There was still no sign of Patrick. Patrick, known for his workaholic tendencies, would never be late for work without a valid reason. But today was an exception; he was late.
Morton was puzzled as well. Patrick had explicitly informed him that he would personally supervise the Ice and Fire commercial shoot today at Lover Lake. However, now that everyone had assembled, Patrick was nowhere to be found. His phone was turned off, which was highly unusual.
"We won't wait for him any longer. Let's get started," Jane declared coldly, her impatience evident. Patrick must be enjoying himself with Florence, pursuing pleasure while making so many people wait.
But Mr. Pansy said he would accompany us today," Morton hesitated, a devoted follower of Patrick's every instruction. If given a task by Patrick, he would promptly carry it out.
"He can join us later if he wants. We won't wait for him with so many people," Jane insisted. She was always punctual and wouldn't allow so many people to waste their time.
Moreover, nobody knew when Patrick would return. "Jane is right. I have an interview this afternoon," Osborn added, understanding Jane's perspective.
"Very well," Morton finally agreed, as he had been unable to reach Patrick.
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