Maria was stunned for a moment, feeling her eyes burning with tears. She curled her fingers and then clenched them tightly. A sour feeling rose in her heart, but she just laughed at herself and turned to leave.
What was she expecting? She should have known that Osborn could never like her…
Jane choked on her words after hearing this and didn’t know what to say.
In the end, she gave up and told Osborn seriously, “Since it’s like this, I shouldn’t interfere with your personal affairs. But I hope you can consider the company when making impulsive decisions because you’re not alone here, Osborn. I hope to see you working seriously again within three days.”
Jane rarely spoke so sternly, but Osborn didn’t say anything either. He knew he had gone too far this time and nodded earnestly. “Okay, I understand now. I’ll be more careful.”
After going through various twists and turns on set of “Farewell My Concubine,” fortunately both the director team and actors were very professional so they managed to wrap up filming within the expected time frame; however, post-production may require some hard work from the editing team for a while yet, though they all expressed their understanding.
After all, once Star Entertainment was gone there won’t be another boss as humane as Jane.
At the party venue.
To reward everyone on set of Farewell My Concubine, Jane specially booked a hotel hall for everyone to attend a wrap-up banquet together. She raised her glass at the main table, looked around, smiled, “You’ve all worked hard during these past few months. You’ve put your hearts into making this movie. I believe we will achieve good results at film festivals!”
Everyone cheered loudly while raising their glasses in unison. Amidst such joyous atmosphere suddenly appeared an imposing young man dressed in black wearing white gloves holding a box made of blue velvet satin material which looked quite high-end.
“Excuse me Miss North?”
Jane heard footsteps approaching from behind but couldn’t see who it was clearly so she stood up confusedly from beside the table before walking around it instead. “That’s me,” she said curiously.
The young man nodded slightly with a smile as he handed over the box, “Hello, this is something that someone wants us to give you personally. If there are no objections, you can just sign here please.”
Jane hesitated for a moment before accepting the mysterious gift.
Who could be sending her gifts like this? Could it be Patrick?
Several of Jane’s close friends had already started teasing her. Everyone knew that Jane and Patrick were about to get engaged, so it was only natural to assume that the gift was from him.
“Jane, Mr. Pansy seems to be very well-informed. He gave you a gift when we wrapped up at the movie set,” one friend said.
“Yeah, your relationship with your husband is so sweet! Don’t forget to send us invitations for the engagement ceremony,” another chimed in.
The group continued teasing her as Jane lowered her head and looked at the box in her hands. Slowly opening it, she found a valuable diamond necklace inside, one she had seen before in a magazine. It was a limited edition handcrafted piece from France with diamonds and platinum cut by hand, very expensive indeed.
Besides Patrick, she couldn’t think of anyone else who would give such an expensive gift to her.
A smile unconsciously formed on Jane’s lips as she carefully closed the lid and put away the jewelry box.
This man had given her another necklace just days ago; now he’d given another one so soon?
When she arrived home at nearly ten o’clock that night, Patrick was sitting on the couch reading a book. Hearing noise at the door, he put down his magazine and sat up straight asking, “Why are you back so late? You didn’t even tell me anything; I could have picked you up.”
“It’s okay!” Jane shook her head happily as she walked over towards him with open arms around his neck. “I didn’t drink much tonight; I just caught a ride back home with my colleague… By the way, why did you spend so much money buying me a gift today without telling me first? I wasn’t prepared for this.”
Patrick had been enjoying how forward his woman was being but paused when he heard what Jane said next, somewhat puzzled, “What gift are you talking about?”
Jane also looked confused for a moment before taking out that jewelry box from her bag and handing it over to Patrick saying, “It’s this one! Someone delivered this expensive necklace directly to our wrap-up party hotel today… I thought it came from you.”
Patrick looked at the necklace in the jewelry box, his confusion growing deeper. The necklace was undoubtedly valuable, and he could afford to buy it himself. But he had been busy with wedding preparations for Jane these past few days and didn’t have time to prepare any other gifts for her. Jane knew this too.
“No,” Patrick shook his head, his expression souring. Someone had mysteriously given such a precious gift to his fiancee? What did they mean by that?
Jane furrowed her brows and set the jewelry box aside. “Never mind then, it doesn’t matter.”
She knew Patrick’s weaknesses well enough; she said this partly to put him at ease but also because she genuinely didn’t need any gifts from unknown sources.
The next day, not long after Jane arrived at work, the front desk called her on their internal line.
“Ms. North, someone is looking for you at the front desk claiming to be your friend.”
“Who?” Jane was confused; her friends were limited to Guavo’s group of friends who worked at Star Entertainment as well. Why would they need an appointment or be stopped by security?
“He said his name is Joseph and that you know him.”
Upon hearing the name, Prince Joseph, Jane instantly froze. How did he come here?
She pressed her lips together, feeling puzzled internally. However, considering it wouldn’t be right to let him stand at the front desk all the time, especially given that there were photos of them dancing at the banquet, Jane didn’t want to create any more significant impact.
“Ask him to come to my office,” Jane said calmly, contemplating the situation.
The receptionist nodded, acknowledged the instruction, and hung up the phone. Looking up, the receptionist informed Joseph, who was waiting there, “Ms. North said for you to go to her office. Walk to the right and take the elevator to the eighth floor.”
As soon as Joseph heard that Jane wanted to see him, a smile appeared on his face. Indeed, she still remembered him.
Jane’s office was adjacent to the editing team’s office. As Joseph walked over, he naturally attracted the attention of several colleagues.
Most people couldn’t resist the curiosity to witness some gossip.