“Okay.”
Seeing her insistence, Osborn sighed slightly. “I just don’t want you to get hurt.”
“Hurt? If I’m struck down by someone’s words, do you think I’d still be the Jane I am now?” Jane said, opening her computer and clicking on the script.
Osborn was about to say something when a knock suddenly sounded.
“Come in,” Jane softly spoke.
The door was pushed open, and Nana, dressed in a black professional outfit, hurriedly walked in.
“Jane, what’s going on with the online news? I’ll contact the best PR team for you,” Nana said, pulling out her phone to make a call.
Jane pressed her hand on Nana’s, speaking calmly, “No need.”
“Why?” Nana frowned. Couldn’t Jane see how harshly people were cursing her online?
Jane pulled Nana closer, smiling wryly. “Actually, all of this is part of my plan.”
“Plan?” Nana was puzzled.
Jane patted Nana’s shoulder. “I won’t go into details, but just think, you’ve been with me for so many years, you know my capabilities.”
“Okay,” Nana finally felt reassured.
She understood that Jane wouldn’t do something without certainty. If she did it, it would be done perfectly.
However, as a friend, seeing the negative reports about Jane online, she was genuinely worried.
Suddenly, her gaze fell on Jane’s computer screen: “Farewell My Concubine.”
“What is this…?” Nana frowned, looking at Jane and Osborn.
“This is a new script I’ve conceived. It’s my favorite, mainly depicting the life of a actress playing Yu Ji in the 1980s and the forbidden love that arose in that era,” Jane explained, focusing her gaze on Osborn.
Osborn, with a deep gaze, said, “You have ambitions for awards, and if I don’t act well, it would be a disservice to the script you personally wrote and directed.”
“Then take a good look at the script these days; it’s quite challenging.” Jane smiled mysteriously, leaving Osborn puzzled.
“I’ll leave now,” she glanced at the time; Candice should be waking up soon.
“No way, no way, is our big boss really the other woman?”
“She even forced Mr. Pansy, the first love, to the brink of suicide. This first love is in the late stage of cancer, with only a month to live, and she still forces him like this, really…”
Some supported Jane, “How do you all think? Our boss is not the other woman; she is Mr. Pansy’s fiancee.”
But soon, someone argued back:
“So what if she’s the fiancee? Is human life not important? Moreover, Candice saved Mr. Pansy, and Mr. Pansy said that the person he would marry in the future is his lifesaver, not our boss.”
“That’s right. Our boss is just fighting for love. Mr. Pansy is already at a dead end, and she still wants to successfully get engaged to him at the end of this month. She even forces the first love to death!”
“Oh, think about it. Getting engaged at the end of the month means there’s still a month left. Candice’s illness has only a month of life, isn’t this like eating blood-stained bread!”
Jane raised an elegant eyebrow, striding over directly. She spoke with a cold tone, “Next time I hear anyone discussing non-work-related matters during working hours, you don’t need to bother coming to work!”
Everyone was taken aback by Jane’s sudden appearance, inhaling sharply. No one dared to breathe loudly. “Miss North, won’t happen again,” they all muttered.
Jane drove to the hospital. Upon entering, Patrick immediately pulled her into an empty room.
“What are you doing?” Jane looked up, meeting the stern face of the man in front of her.
Patrick, looking down at Jane, his gaze carrying a hint of jealousy, asked, “You had so much to say to Osborn. Why did it take you so long?”
“Mr. Pansy, we’ve separated now. You’re too close; it wouldn’t be good if we’re found out,” Jane said, noticing his jealous expression, teasing him with a crooked smile.
This man, so petty.
They agreed it was just acting, yet he’s getting jealous for real.
She hadn’t even made him jealous of her and Candice yet!
Mr. Pansy?
Patrick didn’t expect her to use such a unfamiliar term for him. His face immediately darkened. “Jane, do you know what you’re saying?”
“I do.” Jane innocently replied, adding a playful “Mr. Pansy” at the end.
Patrick, thoroughly provoked, lowered his head and forcefully captured her soft lips.
“Woah…” Jane widened her eyes. Why did he resort to a forceful kiss at the slightest disagreement?
“Alright, your Candy should be waking up soon. Go back to the ward!” Jane pushed Patrick away forcefully, checked the time, and added, “Don’t miss the important stuff.”
Patrick reluctantly released Jane, his tone carrying a warning, “Stay away from Osborn next time.”
Jane: !!!
Patrick turned around and went into Candice’s ward.
“How is Candice?” Patrick asked the doctor with a calm expression.
“Mr. Pansy, Miss Dillon is still unconscious, but there shouldn’t be any major issues.” The doctor cautiously spoke. “Fortunately, she fell on an air cushion, sustaining only minor external injuries.”
“Okay.” Patrick responded.
Thank goodness, Candice was okay.
Regardless of whether she was the real Candy or not, at this moment, Patrick didn’t want Candice to really fall to her death. After all, there were many things that hadn’t been figured out yet.
Just as Patrick was lost in thought, Candice, lying on the hospital bed, slowly woke up.
What met her eyes was the tall and upright figure of Patrick.
Rubbing her forehead and gradually recalling her memory, Candice felt a joy in her heart.
She remembered standing on the edge of the rooftop, intending to pretend to jump and test Patrick’s reaction. Unexpectedly, Jane scolded her, and she accidentally slipped and really fell.
Luckily, she didn’t die.
Now, waking up to see Patrick worried about her, it seemed Patrick really cared.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Candice’s pale face. “Patrick, why are you here?”
“Candy, you’re awake?” Patrick heard her voice, took a step forward, and looked down at Candice.
Candice looked around and weakly asked, “Patrick, am I not dead? Didn’t I jump off the building? Why am I in the hospital?”
“Candy, I won’t let you die.” Patrick said in a deep voice.
Candice pursed her lips. “But if I don’t die, Miss North will be angry. I don’t want to see you two quarrel because of me.”
“Forget about her.” Patrick’s handsome face flashed with impatience.
Candice secretly rejoiced.
It seemed she played her cards right.
Patrick was starting to dislike Jane now.
With a little more effort, this outstanding man, Patrick, would be easily within her grasp.