With this in mind, Candice quickly hailed a cab and instructed the driver to follow in the direction Jane had left.
Allure Bar.
Even though it was early morning, the bar was still lively, bathed in red and green lights, filled with men and women indulging in revelry.
Jane sat at the bar, several empty bottles in front of her. Her face was flushed, and she swayed unsteadily, her eyes glazed, clearly intoxicated.
Her stunning appearance made her the prime target for men seeking pleasure in the bar.
A drunken man approached Jane and tried to strike up a conversation. “Beautiful, why are you drinking alone? Let me keep you company!”
Jane ignored him, but the man persisted, even attempting to put his hand on her waist.
“Back off!” Jane furrowed her brows slightly.
Undeterred, the man continued, “Oh, a little firecracker! I like spicy girls. Come on, let’s get a room together, name your price!”
As he spoke, the man reached out to pull Jane.
“Let go of me!” Jane frowned, trying to push the man away.
The man, however, firmly grabbed Jane and leered at her chest. “Little firecracker, don’t be shy. Let big brother take care of you…”
Before he could finish, a man with a mask and a tall figure suddenly appeared.
Jane’s face brightened. “Osborn, save me…”
Osborn landed a punch directly on the man’s face.
A thud echoed.
The man tumbled to the ground.
“Damn, who the hell hit me!”
Dizzy and enraged, the man struggled to get up. Seeing the masked Osborn filled with anger, he was about to retaliate. “Damn, what a show-off! Wearing a mask to pick up girls at a bar!”
However, he didn’t even touch Osborn’s clothes before Osborn kicked him back down. “Get lost!”
Jane sat there, chin in hand, silently watching. The man’s foul language filled the air, and the nauseating smell reached her nostrils, making her throw up.
“Ugh…”
Jane covered her mouth, jumped off her seat, and headed towards the restroom to vomit.
“Jane, be careful!”
Osborn quickly stepped forward to stop Jane, leading her in the opposite direction. Instead of heading to the restroom, they went upstairs to the hotel.
The commotion attracted some attention, but after a while, everyone resumed their revelry, paying no attention to the drunken man lying on the floor.
Candice hid in a corner, capturing the scene in her eyes.
Holding her phone, she recorded the entire scene of Osborn helping Jane into the elevator.
Not too much, not too little, just the right ten seconds.
Candice smirked, her eyes filled with satisfaction.
Jane, this shameless fox, was indeed despicable.
Right after a fight with Patrick, she turned to the bar to flirt with Osborn.
A naturally promiscuous woman, playing with multiple men!
With the evidence gathered, Candice didn’t believe Jane could continue her relationship with Patrick.
Candice’s eyes flashed with a hint of maliciousness as she sent the video to Patrick through WeChat.
After the elevator doors closed completely, Jane’s intoxicated gaze instantly cleared, and she distanced herself from Osborn.
“Thank you for just now.”
Jane pursed her lips, calculating that Candice should have fallen into her trap by now, capturing the scene of her and Osborn entering the elevator.
To ensure success, she had even gone so far as to ask Osborn for help. Otherwise, Candice, that woman, wouldn’t believe it.
“Jane, why are you still being polite with me? As long as it’s your matter, I will do everything in my power.” Osborn’s profound gaze fell directly on Jane’s face.
Although he didn’t understand why Jane wanted him to do this, as long as it was Jane’s request, he would comply.
Jane felt a bit uncomfortable under his intense gaze and quickly averted her face. “Anyway, thank you!”
After texting Patrick, Candice took the elevator to the hotel, inquiring at the front desk to find out the room Jane and Osborn had booked.
Patrick replied to her message, “Where is she?!”
With just three simple words, even through the screen, Candice could feel Patrick’s intense anger.
Perfect!
The angrier Patrick got, the more entertaining the show would be later!
No man could tolerate his fiancée going to a hotel to get a room with another man, especially someone like Patrick, a high and mighty king who wouldn’t endure Jane humiliating him!
Candice’s face couldn’t contain her unrestrained joy. She sent Patrick the hotel address and quietly sat in the lobby.
In just ten minutes, Candice saw Patrick, with a dark expression and a chilling aura, hastily approaching.
“Patrick.” Candice quickly stood up, sweetly calling his name.
But Patrick spared her not even a glance.
A hint of resentment flashed in Candice’s eyes. At this critical moment, he still had Jane on his mind!
Patrick spoke coldly, “Where is she?”
Candice naturally knew who he was referring to.
“I’ll take you there.” Candice, with a charming smile, offered.
The two entered the elevator. Candice spoke on behalf of Jane, “After going in later, Patrick, don’t be angry. I think Jane must have made that mistake because she was drunk. She surely didn’t want it, especially being under the influence of alcohol makes people prone to mistakes…”
“You don’t need to speak for her,” Patrick coldly interrupted.
This made Candice even happier.
The angrier Patrick, the better.
At the door of the room, Candice looked at the silent Patrick and cautiously asked, “Patrick, do you really want to go in?”
“Mm.” Patrick’s thin lips uttered a single syllable, icy and cold.
“Alright, no matter what happens, I will be by Patrick’s side!” Candice curved her lips, a face filled with admiration for Patrick.
She knocked on the door, and Osborn, wearing a bathrobe, opened it!
Candice felt ecstatic; Jane inside must be lying on the bed.
Unexpectedly, these two were so eager. They had already moved to the main event so quickly.
Now, catching them in the act, Patrick would surely be thoroughly disappointed in Jane!
“Patrick? Why are you here?” Osborn looked at them somewhat bewildered.
Without waiting for Patrick to speak, Candice couldn’t wait to say, “I just saw you bringing Jane here to get a room. Jane is Patrick’s fiancée. How could you two do such a thing!”
Osborn, looking at Patrick’s cold demeanor, found the situation even more inexplicable. “Jane? I haven’t seen her today; she’s not here.”