Queena’s pupils suddenly contracted, and her eyes became strange. Nervousness, hatred, a hint of panic and surprise were all present.
How could Jane be here?
The sound caught everyone’s attention, causing them to turn around. When they saw Jane, most people had either a confused or surprised look on their faces.
However, many people still wanted to see what would happen next because both of Patrick’s ex and present fiancees were present.
Jane walked over calmly step by step. Her composed demeanor made everyone too afraid to speak. The aura she emitted was something Queena couldn’t even imagine.
For some reason, Queena felt a little uneasy.
“Jane, what are you doing here?”
Jane didn’t say anything but continued to stare directly at her with her eyes fixed on hers. Queena nervously swallowed and looked around instinctively for help. She started panicking when she saw the security guards standing on both sides of the stage but finally gained some confidence when she spotted them there.
“Security! Security! What are you waiting for? Get this woman out of here!”
Her voice was hoarse and completely different from how it sounded when she spoke earlier on stage.
The security guards looked at each other without making any moves as if they also wanted to know what would happen next.
Jane sneered while looking at Queena as if watching a clown perform in front of her, “Are you surprised to see me? Or did you expect Patrick but got me instead?”
Antony’s expression changed too; he stared intently at Jane with an ominous feeling that something big was about to happen soon.
Queena gripped the microphone tightly; whether it was due to guilt or nervousness wasn’t clear yet.
Jane walked up confidently towards Queena while taking off the microphone that lay in front of her, “I’m sorry for bringing everyone here tonight because there won’t be any engagement party.”
“What do you mean? There won’t be an engagement party…then why are we all gathered here?”
This statement caused quite a stir among those present who began whispering amongst themselves gradually getting louder.
“It’s because Miss Dillon standing beside me,” Jane turned back slightly towards Queena before giving off an insouciant smile, “is not Mr. Pansy’s so-called first love Candy.”
“What?”
The crowd was even more shocked now, and the reporters couldn’t let this juicy story slip by. The sound of camera shutters filled the air.
Queena’s eyes widened as she unconsciously gripped the hem of her dress, her heart racing with nervousness.
How could she know this secret? She hadn’t told anyone!
Queena looked at Jane in disbelief. Her body’s instinctive reaction was always faster than her brain, and she lunged forward to attack and push Jane around. At this moment, she was completely out of control emotionally, nothing like the poised woman from before.
“You’re lying! You’re slandering me! You’re doing it on purpose to slander me! You’re just jealous of me being with Patrick. Get out of here!”
Queena’s face twisted into a grotesque expression as she shouted at Jane. Compared to Jane, Queena looked more like a madwoman.
She frantically looked around and yelled at the security guards but they were rooted to their spots and didn’t dare move.
The only thing that could be heard in the banquet hall was Queena’s voice until another main character in this plan, Patrick, walked in.
As soon as Queena saw him, there was a glimmer in her eyes; he was now her witness and only hope for support.
Unable to wait for Patrick to take center stage, Queena quickly picked up her dress hem and ran down towards him. She tightly held onto his hand with an almost pleading look on her face while smiling brightly.
She pointed towards Jane on stage while gritting through clenched teeth, “Patrick it’s her! It’s her who intentionally tried ruining our engagement ceremony because she is jealous that I am with you.”
“Patrick, please hurry up call someone over here right away!”
Holding onto some hope that Patrick would side with her instead; however he didn’t even glance back at Queena once after shaking off his hand from hers then coldly stared straight ahead, leaving behind these words, “What are you afraid of? Isn’t what she said true? To tell you the truth, I never intended on getting engaged to you anyway. All this is just part of a scheme we set up specifically for you.”
Queena stood stunned where she stood feeling fearful yet anxious after hearing what Patrick had said; he didn’t even spare another glance towards Queena before striding confidently toward Jane who handed over microphone without any hesitation or resistance whatsoever.
“I’m sorry I’m late everyone,” said Patrick sincerely yet calmly into the microphone. “I apologize for making everyone attend an engagement ceremony that never existed.”
Queena couldn’t believe what had happened as she stared blankly between both people standing onstage. Everything felt surrealistic right about now…
“No, No…” Queena muttered to herself like she was possessed. When she looked up and saw Patrick, she ran towards him without any hesitation. She half-knelt at the edge of the stage, tears streaming down her face as she tightly held onto Patrick’s hand.
“It’s not true, Patrick. You have to listen to me. When we were young and in that little cabin, I protected you from that big dog and even helped you escape with me. And later on… later on when we split up, I distracted those kidnappers so you could get away safely… don’t you remember? It’s me! Candy! It’s me!”
Queena seemed full of grievances but eventually broke down into helpless sobs with a red face and ears from all the effort.
However, when Patrick looked at her, it was as if he was looking at a complete stranger. There wasn’t an ounce of emotion in his eyes.
Jane stood next to Patrick coldly observing Queena’s “performance.” After Queena finished crying out her heart, Jane sneered before turning around to face Queena directly.
“Queena, I can hardly believe it has come to this point where you’re still lying in front of so many people claiming yourself as Candy… how thick-skinned can one be?”
“What are you talking about? What did you say? I am Candy!”
Jane chuckled disdainfully while watching Queena struggle for dear life; then strode over pointing at the scars on her back which were visible due to wearing a backless dress.
“These scars on your back aren’t caused by falling off a cliff when you were young but rather inflicted by someone else,” Jane said loudly and clearly while gesturing towards them for everyone else present to see.