Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

Osborn again?

What was Patrick’s fixation on Osborn? What was he thinking? Jane felt an undercurrent of frustration. Glaring at Patrick, she challenged, “Why does everything revolve around Osborn? Is Mr. Pansy feeling insecure or simply jealous?”

Sweeping back to the car, Patrick’s handsome face darkened, lips tightening. Was he feeling insecure? It made no sense.

Osborn might reign on the silver screen, but Patrick was just as attractive and talented. It was Jane’s fault; she unsettled him. One day, Patrick was determined to prove he was leagues ahead of Osborn.

The following afternoon, Jane was set to attend an audition with Annie and Osborn at the Pansy Group’s studio.

Upon arrival at the studio, Osborn was already there, but Annie was missing.

“Jane,” Osborn greeted her with a broad smile as he approached.

“You’re early,” Jane noted, checking her watch.

“We’ve got ten minutes until the shooting. Annie hasn’t shown up yet. Let’s wait a bit,” Osborn remarked.

“Oh, by the way, that thing you asked me to look into yesterday has been resolved.”

“You found the person who took the secret photographs? Who was it?” Jane inquired, impressed.

“Erica Terry. Do you know her?” Osborn asked.

So, it was Erica. Jane’s expression darkened. Erica was known to be Florence’s lackey, and it was apparent that Florence had an intense hostility towards Jane. She had attempted to frame her on multiple occasions, and most likely, Florence was behind this incident too. It wasn’t a surprise that Patrick received the photo. Florence sought to sow discord between Jane and Patrick, aiming to make Patrick misunderstand the relationship between her and Osborn.

“Jane, can I help?” Osborn inquired, looking at Jane.

“No,” Jane replied, shaking her head. She had to manage this issue by herself.

Osborn acknowledged Jane’s capability but still desired to assist her.

At two o’clock, Annie finally arrived, donning very high heels. Bruce accompanied her.

“Am I late?” Annie inquired, a charming smile on her face.

“You’re just in time,” Jane assured her, leading Annie over to Osborn.

“This is your partner for the scene, Annie,” Jane stated, grinning. “Annie, I’m sure I don’t need to introduce Osborn to you, right?”

Annie warmly hugged Osborn. “I’ve heard a lot about you. You’re more handsome in person than on TV, and your reputation precedes you. It’s a pleasure meeting you.”

Osborn offered a half-smile. “I hope I don’t disappoint you.”

“Places, please. Let’s begin.”

Jane was about to signal the photographer to start shooting when the staff suddenly quieted down.

“Mr. Pansy, we didn’t expect you to join us,” the lead photographer said, exhibiting a respectful gaze.

They were shooting a commercial, and he hadn’t anticipated Patrick’s personal attendance. Mr. Pansy? Jane observed Patrick’s tall and imposing figure.

She was stunned. Why was Patrick here? He strode toward Jane, glancing at her and asking, “How’s everything going?”

“No issues. We’re about to commence,” Jane responded, shuffling the documents in her hands.

“Okay.”

After inspecting the scene, Patrick took a seat. Despite his relaxed posture, his strong aura demanded deference.

Was Patrick really planning to remain and oversee the shoot? Jane frowned; it was just another trivial advertisement, rendering Patrick’s personal supervision unnecessary.

“Let’s begin,” Patrick calmly instructed.

As everyone readied for the shoot, a sudden commotion arose at the door.

Jane noticed Florence, trying to gain entry into the studio, obstructed by the staff.

“I’m sorry, but you can’t enter,” the assistant courteously informed Florence.

“Why can’t I get in?” Florence inquired, peering into the studio.

Patrick remained in his seat.

Earlier in the day, Florence’s brother had visited Pansy Group to discuss a business deal with Patrick. Florence had insisted on accompanying her brother, hoping to see Patrick. His indifferent treatment of her made Florence deeply upset.

Spotting Jane at the studio added fuel to Florence’s belief that Jane was up to something. Why else would Patrick leave an important meeting to rush to the studio for an ad shoot? “I’m here for Patrick. Let me in.”

Florence glared at the assistant. “Don’t you know who I am? I’m a member of the Doyle family.” The staff recognized Florence.

After a moment’s hesitation, the assistant approached Patrick respectfully. “Mr. Pansy, Miss Doyle is looking for you. She wishes to enter. Is that okay?”

“Ask her to leave,” Patrick stated coldly.

“I’m sorry, Miss Doyle. We are in the middle of a shoot. No one is allowed inside,” the staff tried to dissuade Florence.

“In that case, I’ll wait here,” Florence obstinately refused to back down.

Observing Florence’s frustration uplifted Jane’s spirits, and she refocused on Annie and Osborn for the ad shoot.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Osborn was undoubtedly an exceptional actor. His performance was flawless, but Annie was struggling.

“Cut!” Jane frowned, halting the shoot.

“What’s wrong?” Osborn asked, looking concerned.

Looking at Annie, Jane said bluntly, “Annie, you need to focus.”

Annie paused, glaring at Jane with hostility. “What’s wrong?”