Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

“Patrick, I knew it all along. You have feelings for me,” Florence couldn’t contain her excitement and leaned in towards Patrick.

Patrick glanced at her with a hint of disdain, his eyes fixed on a beautiful figure in the corner.

As Patrick and Florence danced tightly together on the dance floor, Jane felt an inexplicable annoyance growing inside of her.

Out of sight out of mind, she stood up and walked towards the door to the banquet hall.

“Jane, where are you going?” Osborn noticed and followed after her.

Jane paused for a moment before turning around coldly. “I’m not feeling well. I want to be alone.”

With that said, she left the banquet hall without looking back.

Watching Jane’s retreating figure, Osborn couldn’t help but feel uneasy. Was it because of Patrick? He had seen how uncomfortable Jane was since he took Florence onto the dance floor with him earlier that night.

Although Jane didn’t say anything about it directly, Osborn could sense that there was more to their relationship than just contractual partners. If she truly didn’t like Patrick as much as she claimed to be then why did her face turn sour when he danced with Florence?

Osborn’s heart felt heavy as he thought about this situation while holding a glass of red wine in his hand. The reflection from the wine showed off his handsome features mixed with sadness.

Just then Erica approached him wearing an admiring expression on her face saying “Hi Osborn! What a coincidence!”

Erica had been eyeing Osborn ever since she entered into the banquet hall; now finally finding an opportunity to be alone with him.

Osborne gave Erica a cold glance before replying: “It’s you?”

“Yes… it is me,” Erica replied shyly yet excitedly while asking if they could dance together.

“No we can’t,” Osborne replied icily crushing any hope or expectation Erica might have had.

Ignoring Erica completely now Osborne sat down where Jane previously sat holding onto his glass filled with red wine reflecting upon everything happening around him including what happened between himself and Jane earlier tonight which only made things worse for everyone involved including himself.

Erica’s expression turned from hopeful to angry clenching both fists at each side; everything was caused by Jane! Osborne liked only one woman -Jane!

What did this woman possess that made so many men fight over themselves just for attention?

Erica’s eyes glinted maliciously thinking about how tonight would not only make Patrick see who Jan really is but also make sure Osborne sees clearly too!

With these thoughts brewing inside herself , Eric searched everywhere trying to find Annie’s whereabouts .

Annie was eating something when Erica walked over, pretending to grab something and standing next to Annie. “Have you seen Jane?” Annie couldn’t find Jane and asked Erica, knowing she was Florence’s best friend.

“Jane…,” Erica pointed to the door of the banquet hall as if it were a coincidence. “I just saw Jane leave.”

“Left?” Annie frowned. Could Jane have left so soon?

Annie was anxious. If Jane had left so quickly, wouldn’t tonight be ruined? She had begged Bruce to bring her here for the dinner party and had prepared thoroughly. She couldn’t let all that effort go down the drain!

“Do you need something from Jane? She just left not long ago; you might be able to catch up with her if you hurry,” Erica hinted.

“Thank you.” Upon hearing this, Annie hurriedly walked towards the door.

The night was quiet and serene. On the second-floor terrace, Jane leaned against the railing, looking up at the stars in a daze.

Patrick and Florence were dancing; what did it have to do with her? Why did she feel so uncomfortable?

A cool breeze blew by, making Jane feel a little chilly as she prepared to return to the banquet hall when suddenly she heard a woman’s voice say: “Jane! So that’s where you are! I’ve been looking for you everywhere.”

Jane frowned as she looked over at a blonde-haired woman who appeared in her line of sight – it was Annie.

Thinking back on their unpleasant past experiences together made Jane wary deep down inside herself.

She looked at Annie indifferently: “Do you need me for anything?”

“Yes,” said Annie as she approached with a tray holding two glasses of red wine in hand. “Miss North, I came here today to specifically apologize to you.”

“Apologize?”

Annie apologizing? How is that possible?

But Annie nodded earnestly nonetheless while holding out one glass towards Jane: “I know I wasn’t nice to you before, but Bruce has already criticized me enough about my behavior then… Now though I want this drink here is my way of showing how sorry I am.”

“That’s okay,” said Jane coldly after glancing briefly at Annie’s wine glass before averting her gaze again.”I accept your apology but there’s no need for us both drinking.”

She didn’t believe that Annie would come all this way just apologize like this – there must be some kind of trick involved somewhere along these lines…

Jane didn’t take the glass from Annie’s hand, which made Annie a little anxious. “Miss North, I sincerely apologize to you today and this glass of wine is specially for you. If you don’t drink it, it means that you’re not giving me face.”

A sarcastic smile appeared on Jane’s lips. “Why should I give you face?”

“You!” Annie was about to lose her temper but she remembered her purpose tonight and suppressed her anger. She continued to act pitifully, “Miss North, you still refuse to accept my apology. If Bruce finds out, he will be angry. I really love Bruce and I don’t want to lose him.”

Jane looked at her coldly. “What does that have anything to do with me?”NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Annie bit her lip and looked pitifully at Jane again. “Actually, Bruce asked me to come here and apologize to you today. I promised him that I would get your forgiveness no matter what happens.” She pleaded with Jane again,” Miss North please pity me and drink this glass of wine so we can forget our grudges between us.”

Seeing how hard Annie was trying in front of her eyes made Jane curious.

What did Annie want?

Since Annie wanted to play games, then she would play along with it too just see what kind of tricks were up in the latter’s sleeves.

“I see…” After thinking for a few seconds, Jane pretended as if she had been convinced by Annie’s words and took the glass from her hand,” Since you are apologizing so sincerely, then reluctantly accept it.”

As soon as Jane took the wine from Annie’s hand , a glint flashed across Annei’e eyes which went unnoticed by anyone else present there.

She raised the red wine in front of herself towards Jane ,”Cheers!”

“Cheers!” A faint smile appeared on Jane’ lips as she raised the glass too but secretly sniffed its contents.

Just as expected! The wine had been drugged!