Jhon’s face immediately stiffened. How could this happen? Anna clearly said she put the necklace in Jane’s bag. Could it be that Anna wanted to keep the necklace for herself?
Thinking of this, Jhon looked angrily at Anna. “What’s going on?”
Anna’s face turned pale, alternating between shades of blue and white, feeling somewhat at a loss. “It’s not me. I didn’t do it!”
Jane was about to speak when a clear male voice suddenly came from nearby. “Being suspected of intentionally stealing someone else’s property and framing them can land you in jail. Moreover, this necklace is worth twenty million; I guess Miss Anna might wear out the prison floor.”
This voice… so familiar.
Jane’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.
She subconsciously turned her head and indeed saw a tall and handsome figure walking towards them.
It was Patrick!
Wasn’t he supposed to still be in Y City?
Why did he suddenly come back?
Facing Jane’s puzzled gaze, Patrick curled his sexy lips and ordered the security guards beside him in a cold tone, “Take Anna to the police station. As for Mr. Jhon here, you may as well go with her and make a statement.”
As soon as he finished speaking, two security guards forcefully took Anna out of the bar, and Jhon, scared by Patrick’s chilling aura, couldn’t say a word and quickly left.
After the farce, Jane finally breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Patrick, “Why did you suddenly come back? You didn’t even tell me.”
“Missed you, so I came back.” Patrick ruffled Jane’s hair and his thin lips approached her ear, “But… that move of yours was quite clever.”
His warm breath sprayed over Jane’s ear, making her face turn red. “So, you saw everything.”
Earlier, when Anna was conspiring with Jhon to frame her, Jane had noticed.
As for the two million necklace, Anna did put it in her bag initially. However, when Jane pretended to assist Nana and Anna turned around to deal with other men who were approaching her, Jane took advantage of the distraction, opened Anna’s handbag on the counter, and successfully moved the necklace to a different location.
It was a simple operation, and Jane did it very discreetly, but she didn’t expect Patrick to notice.
“Yes, I saw it.” Patrick raised an eyebrow with a smirk. “I called you earlier just to confirm where you were, but who would have thought… I witnessed such a splendid scene.”
He approached Jane, hands on her waist, eyes locked onto hers, their faces inches apart.
A rather ambiguous atmosphere.
“But, I like you just the way you are.”
Patrick’s fingertips brushed the strands of hair on Jane’s cheek, carefully and tenderly tucking them behind her ear.
In the days they were apart, he had been thinking of her every moment.
“Do you miss me?”
The man’s deep voice echoed in her ear, and Jane couldn’t help but blush. If she said she didn’t miss Patrick at all, it would be a lie.
She paused for a few seconds, then gently tiptoed and planted a kiss on Patrick’s forehead.
“People always say that absence makes the heart grow fonder. I miss you a lot too.”
Patrick was stunned. Jane rarely expressed her affection so directly, and for him, it was an unexpected joy. He curved his lips, hugging Jane more tightly, placing his jaw on her shoulder.
“Miss me… Don’t move, let me just hold you like this…”
Jane chuckled, pushed Patrick away, “Alright, let’s take Nana back first. This is not the place for talking.”
Patrick had to let her go. Jane helped the still tipsy Nana up, and the three of them walked out of the bar.
…
Police station.
Anna was sitting on pins and needles. If her theft charge stood, her life would be ruined. It must be Jane who manipulated things! That shameless and despicable woman!
Just then, a police officer accompanied by a man in a black suit and sunglasses approached. “Anna, you can go now.”
“Really?” Anna lifted her head with joy.
“This gentleman has vouched for you and paid the fine. You are free to go now,” the police officer mechanically repeated and then walked away, leaving only the man in the black suit at the door.
Pushing his glasses up his nose, the man said, “Miss Anna, I’m here to help you. Someone asked me to assist in paying the fine and secure your release. They want to meet you.”
“Meet me?” Anna pointed to herself, and seeing the man’s expression, she suddenly became wary. “Who wants to meet me?”
“You’ll find out soon enough.”
The man led Anna to the door of a hotel room labeled “3103” and nodded at her before leaving.
Anna was puzzled. Who saved her?
She took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
“Come in!” a young woman’s voice sounded, somewhat familiar.
Anna entered, and when she saw the woman sitting on the sofa in the room, she was momentarily stunned.
The woman on the sofa was Florence.
“Anna,” Florence raised her eyes. “Come in.”
Anna suddenly realized that Florence was the one who saved her. However, she couldn’t figure out why Florence suddenly became so kind.
Cautiously, she asked, “Miss Doyle, was it you who saved me?”
“Yes.” Florence nodded crisply. “I knew someone framed you, right? Was it Jane?”
This statement undoubtedly hit Anna’s weakness and struck a chord in her heart. Anna’s eyes turned red instantly as she nodded heavily, seemingly filled with grievances.
A trace of triumph flashed in Florence’s eyes for a moment. She patted Anna’s hand and comforted her, “I know you’ve suffered a lot. Don’t be afraid; I’ll help you.”
“You’ll help me?” Anna’s eyes sparkled with surprise, but she became somewhat cautious. “What are the conditions?”
“Help me get rid of Jane. We both have our own goals, but after you help me deal with her, I can make you an international superstar.”
Anna harbored deep hatred for Jane. With Florence now offering such conditions, how could she not be tempted?
“Okay!” Anna’s tone was resolute.
A subtle smirk appeared on the corner of Florence’s lips, and a hint of cunning gleamed in her eyes.
Jane, just wait!
However, having only Anna wasn’t enough. It would be better to add someone with more weight.
Florence contemplated and gradually formulated a plan.
Early the next morning, Florence arrived at Star Entertainment.
Osborn was sorting out documents in his office when he looked up and saw Florence standing at the door.
“Osborn, can we talk?” Florence stepped in.
Osborn’s eyes were indifferent. “Miss Doyle, what brings you here?”
“No beating around the bush.” Florence sat down on the sofa and looked at the man in front of her. “I know you like Jane. How about we collaborate? If you help me get Patrick, Jane will naturally be yours.”