Freda nodded, “Yes, I want her dead. I can give you anything you need to help me.”
Freda’s idea was indeed crazy and could easily cost Susan her life if she wasn’t careful. Susan knew this but still nodded with a clear smile in her eyes, clearly interested in Freda as a partner.
“Pleasure doing business with you, Miss Huggins.”
“Pleasure doing business with the great designer.”
The two women shook hands with smiles on their faces but underneath their beautiful exteriors they both had ulterior motives.
Susan had no intention of actually helping Freda in this messy situation. She was much smarter than Queena and the others and even if Freda wanted Leo’s life, she preferred to call Jane Leo, Susan couldn’t risk losing everything she had worked for as a designer.
So it didn’t matter who did it; someone else would do just fine.
Freda’s gaze drifted for a moment before returning back to Susan. The handshake was just a formality that lasted only seconds before they let go.
They weren’t close enough friends to bother pretending otherwise.
“Well then, I’ll be waiting for your good news, Miss Huggins.” Susan raised an eyebrow but didn’t feel like what they were doing was wrong. As someone used to being number one, how could she allow herself to fall from grace?
Freda nodded knowing that her goal had been achieved; there was no reason for her to stay any longer here now. But just as she turned around readying herself leave again, Susan called out after her once more.
Susan returned back behind the desk and opened up the bottom drawer pulling out a wallet which contained one card. She handed over towards Freda saying, “Miss Huggins although your request is insane, I think since you’ve helped me out, then it’s only fair that I reward you accordingly.”
She paused briefly before continuing on, “Consider this my way of repaying my debt towards you; remember though follow through according our plan exactly or else.”
Freda smiled contentedly. She had been waiting for Susan to say these words.
“With your assurance, I can rest assured. I will make sure Jane’s design drafts are delivered to you intact.”
In Guavo.
Mike was indeed efficient in his actions. Shortly after Jane and Patrick asked him to choose a date for their engagement ceremony, he wasted no time in spreading the news. On one hand, he wanted to solidify Jane’s position as the future wife of the Pansy Group’s president. On the other hand, he aimed to completely eliminate any lingering thoughts of Patrick being coveted by others.
Due to the instructions of the chairman of Pansy Group, news about Patrick and Jane’s engagement ceremony on the fifth day of next month spread rapidly within just two days. Both print and online media outlets reported it extensively.
Florence had been resting at home since returning from South Korea. Peter was afraid that she might come across any news related to Patrick, so he usually instructed their household staff to keep magazines and other such things away from her. However, today he wasn’t at home.
“President Mr. Patrick of Pansy Group…”
Florence lazily picked up the remote control and switched channels. She stumbled upon a gossip news program where she heard Patrick’s name being mentioned by the host, causing her eyes to light up with interest.
“… according to reliable sources, he will be engaged with Miss Jane on the fifth day of next month. It is said that they are still deciding on a venue for this ceremony.”
Upon hearing Jane’s name, Florence’s face darkened in an instant as her eyes became filled with envy and hatred towards her rival for stealing away Patrick despite all that Florence had done for him.
What made this country girl better than herself?
Her gaze became cold as she tightly clenched onto the sofa cover while unable to tolerate how Patrick could choose someone like Jane over herself who was more suitable for him in every way possible.
No! She couldn’t let them be together; it was absolutely impossible!
If she couldn’t have him, then there was no way she would allow Jane to have him either!
Queena had been arrested by police after being exposed by Jane during their engagement ceremony which led her into serving time in prison due to charges of espionage and fraud. That carried a sentence lasting several years or more depending on severity.
During this time, life in prison made her feel like she would rather be dead.
Many inmates looked down on her due to her past actions outside and basically sneered at Queena. Moreover, a few “big sisters” in the prison constantly bullied her.
Whether it was getting sprayed by the faucet while fetching water to wash her face or having her food tray intentionally knocked over during mealtime, she was always at the mercy of these inmates. They even made her serve a woman who had been imprisoned for five years, assisting her in washing her feet.
“I’m telling you not look at me like that! You’re nothing but a con artist who preys on people’s emotions thinking you’re some kind of princess? I heard your father is also a kidnapper?”
The woman sitting on the bed glanced over at Queena and couldn’t help but sneer. Emilia Mosheyev was locked up for retaliating against her abusive husband, and although she had killed him, she didn’t regret it at all. In fact, she looked down upon people like Queena.
Queena hated it when people talked about her family, but after being bullied enough in prison, especially by a woman who had been there for years like Emilia, taking her down would be a piece of cake.
Even though Queena was angry, she knew that now wasn’t the time to act out. She just glared at Emilia with hatred and didn’t say or do anything else.
“Oh? You still dare to glare at me? Do you really think I have a good temper?” Emilia sneered again and spat on the ground. Her tone was full of contempt towards Queena.
A few other female inmates next to them couldn’t help but speak up. “Emilia, don’t get angry. This is just how she is. It’s not like it’s her first day here or anything.”
One short-haired inmate even threw some sunflower seed shells onto the ground while saying this; some of them even bounced off of Queena’s face.
The more Queena thought about it, the angrier she became until suddenly raising her head and staring fiercely at the short-haired inmate from earlier.
“What’s wrong? Are you going to glare at me too?” Unlike Emilia who only talked back with words before hitting someone later on; this short-haired inmate directly slapped Queena across the face after glaring back herself.
With a loud smack sound ringing through their cell block area as proof, there appeared an obvious red handprint mark left behind on one side of Queenas’ face as if nothing happened. The female inmate then gave her one last look before saying, “It’s always your bad habits that get you into trouble! You really think you’re some kind of princess or something?! Look what kind of person you are! Who cares about you anyway.”