However, the dressing room was silent.
“What’s going on?”
Queena’s smile gradually stiffened as she looked at the remote control in her hand, incredulously pressing it, but there was no response around her.
“It can’t be!” Queena screamed frantically.
“Shut up.”
Jane snorted coldly and raised her hand to slap Queena again. This time she used all her strength and directly staggered Queena.
Seeing this, Patrick took Jane’s palm and looked at her reddened fingertips before rubbing them gently.
“Her face is too thick. It hurts so much when I hit her.” Jane pouted and coquettishly complained. Patrick then hugged her tightly in his arms.
“Why dirty your hands?” Patrick whispered softly while kissing Jane’s fingertips lightly.
Unlike the warmth between the two people, Queena on the ground was holding her cheeks while looking crazy at the remote control in disbelief, constantly muttering that it couldn’t be true.
Suddenly she raised her head only to see a faint smile on Jane’s lips as she looked down at herself from above.
“How could this… how could this be?” Queena trembled slightly with disbelief written all over face.
Why!
Clearly Antony had given her state-of-the-art bombs; how could there be no reaction?
“Otherwise how did you manage to sneak in here successfully? And even find my dressing room?” Although simple words came out of Jane’s red lips, they gave a heavy blow to Queena.
Patrick had noticed every little move of hers since today but he wanted to handle everything himself until he was stopped by Jane. Since they were playing games together, he would accompany till end.
“You tricked me? You actually tricked me?” Queena’s face twisted in fury, displaying a terrifying expression.
However, to everyone’s surprise, Jane put on an innocent expression, shrugged, and calmly said, “I wasn’t playing tricks on you. I just wanted you to face your death openly and clearly.”
This statement completely provoked Queena. She screamed, trying to get up from the ground to attack Jane. However, the waiting bodyguards immediately seized her.
“Take her away,” Patrick said, turning his head away. He didn’t want to dirty his eyes with this woman’s presence.
“Jane! You bitch! I curse you! You will never have peace!”
Queena, being dragged away, was still unwilling to accept her fate, loudly cursing at Jane. The bodyguards, seeing this, acted quickly and covered her mouth.
Jane felt a sense of relief in her heart, finally getting rid of this trouble.
She glanced at Patrick, a slight smile forming on her lips.
Edith, who had been stunned by the recent events, took a while to recover. She approached Jane and said, “Miss North, your hair…”
Looking at her long hair scattered over her chest, Jane shook her head towards Edith. “It’s fine like this, it looks pretty good,” she said.
The little interruption didn’t cause any impact and the engagement ceremony proceeded smoothly.
At exactly eight o’clock, the engagement ceremony began on time with melodious music playing in the banquet hall as all guests stared intently at the newly engaged couple.
Jane held onto Patrick’s arm as they made their stunning entrance together.
During the ceremony, everyone sent their blessings one after another while Jane smiled sweetly under admiring gazes from those around them.
“Isn’t this wonderful?” Mike sitting beside them couldn’t help but show a relieved smile on his face.
“Of course it is! Don’t forget whose granddaughter she is!” Tony nodded proudly with an air of pride. “She’s smart and beautiful.”
“My boy has good taste.” Mike teased him upon hearing that statement from Tony.
“Hmph, really lucked out,” Tony couldn’t help but comment, looking at the couple not far away.
“Look at you, don’t talk about Patrick like he’s good for nothing,” Mike glanced over, and the two old folks began exchanging words.
Jane and Patrick walked over to them saying: “Grandpa!”
Jane threw herself into Tony’s arms like a spoiled child.
“You, girl, still remember to visit your grandpa. Thought you’d forgotten this old man,” Tony caressed Jane’s head, his face filled with indulgence.
“Grandpa, how can you say that? I’ll get angry,” Jane hummed lightly.
“You, girl, I won’t say it anymore.” Tony tapped Jane’s forehead, smiling, then turned to look at Patrick.
Patrick politely nodded towards Tony.
Seeing this, Tony cleared his throat gently. “You, young man, if you dare to bully my granddaughter, I won’t spare you. Got it?”
“Yes, if you dare to mistreat our dear, see how I’ll teach you.” Mike chimed in from the side. The two old folks, who were bantering a moment ago, surprisingly formed a united front now.
Jane chuckled mischievously, casting a cunning glance at Patrick.
Patrick, noticing this, looked at Jane somewhat helplessly and tightened his hold on her.
“I will cherish her for a lifetime, until death do us part,” Patrick looked at Jane and spoke seriously, word by word.
Jane pursed her lips, a happy smile on her face.
The two elderly people nodded in satisfaction at the scene before them.
However, while everything was harmonious here, it wasn’t the same in another corner of the room. Beatrice stared fixedly at Jane with cold contempt. She was already plotting how to deal with this despicable woman later.
Melissa next to her noticed and immediately showed her displeasure on her face. She turned to Florence on the couch and walked over with a twist of her skirt hem. “It’s just an engagement, what’s there to be so proud of?”
This sentence only further provoked Florence; even the knuckles holding onto the glass were turning white. She bit down hard on her lip and cast venomous glances towards Jane, wishing she could tear that face apart right then and there.
One day soon she would take Patrick back from Jane!
Some of those who came to congratulate them were unfamiliar faces to Jane; she didn’t feel like pretending anymore so she found a place where she could relax for a moment.
Just as she hesitated whether or not to have a small piece of cake, a familiar voice sounded behind her, “Jane…”
Turning around quickly, Jane saw Osborn standing behind her with a faint smile on his face.
“Congratulations.” Even though he said it like that, his hand hanging by his side had tightened into fists; no one knew how much courage it took him just now to say these words and show his smile in front of Jane.
“Thank you. Didn’t you say you had an appointment today? I thought you couldn’t make it.” Jane nodded towards Osborn.
“How could I miss your engagement ceremony?” Osborn breathed out lightly while pretending easefully laughing.
“You look really beautiful today.”
He gazed intently at the person before him as if wanting this image forever imprinted in his memory.