Malachi Swift walked in and saw the scene before him, his expression showing a hint of surprise. But what he regretted more was not standing at the door to take a sneak peek instead of barging in directly.
However, his sudden entrance had already startled the two people in the office. Jane looked up at him with an icy cold expression.
“Don’t you knock when you enter an office?”
“I… I did knock…” Malachi immediately lowered his head and stammered, “I came to bring you coffee.”
As he spoke, Joseph had already stood up and walked out of the office, leaving behind a parting shot.
“How boring.”
Malachi listened and quietly rolled his eyes. He thought those things were all fake before but now he unexpectedly stumbled upon them himself.
Without changing his expression, he placed the coffee on Jane’s desk and quickly left.
Jane propped her cheek up as she looked at the steaming cup of coffee emitting fragrant aroma with a faint smile on her lips.
However, during lunch break later that day someone sneaked into her office – it was Malachi.
“Miss North?” He knocked on the door softly while calling out. After scanning around for any sign of Jane’s presence in an empty room he bravely stepped inside.
“Miss North?”
He raised his voice slightly as he searched for Jane’s figure everywhere.
Looking at the empty cup on her desk that had been drained dry, Malachi smirked slightly.
When turning around to leave however, he noticed there was another room open beside him where Jane lay down resting comfortably. It wasn’t until then that Malachi breathed a sigh of relief before straightening himself back up again.
He spiked Jane’s coffee with a sleeping pill, ensuring that once she drank it, she would soon fall into a deep slumber.
This way, he could take advantage of the opportunity to secretly film in her office.
Unfortunately, he didn’t capture the scene of the man being in her office at that time.
He walked into the lounge, and Malachi looked down at Jane from a higher vantage point. He rubbed his chin, and his expression became more lecherous.
“Every day, you put on a cold face and pretend to be someone you’re not. I didn’t expect you to be so playful in private.”
As he spoke, he noticed the phone by the bedside and hurriedly checked it, hoping to find something useful.
After trying for a while without success, Malachi lost most of his patience. He casually tossed the phone aside and turned to look at Jane.
“Now that there’s such a good opportunity, it would be a waste not to take advantage of it.”
With a sly grin, Malachi took down the hidden camera attached to his clothes. He found a good position to place the camera and began undressing himself, getting ready for his plans.
At that moment, Jane’s phone suddenly rang, signaling a new message.
Malachi was startled but only glanced at it and had no intention of paying attention.
Just as he was about to reach Jane’s neckline, Jane’s eyes suddenly opened.
Malachi’s face turned pale, and he didn’t have time to proceed with his plans. Clenching his teeth, he reached out to grab Jane’s wrist, attempting to force himself on her.
After all, Jane had taken a sleeping pill, and even if the effects had worn off, she couldn’t resist.
To his surprise, Jane swung her wrist and kicked Malachi directly in the stomach, causing him to curl up in pain on the floor.
“Seems like you have the audacity of a coward.”
Jane’s eyes were clear, showing no signs of having taken sleeping pills. She looked down at Malachi, who struggled to get up. Without hesitation, she delivered another kick, then stepped on his chest, rendering him immobile.
“You…” Malachi felt a fiery pain in his chest, making it hard for him to speak. The expression in his eyes was one of shock.
Smiling gently, Jane bent down, saying, “Curious why I didn’t take the sleeping pills?”
“You knew!” Malachi exclaimed.
“With such poor acting skills, without your cooperation, you wouldn’t have even entered my office,” Jane said, a hint of disdain on her face.
“And do you think, as an employee, you have the privilege to make coffee for me? Do you know my taste and habits?”
Malachi’s face showed surprise, and his body couldn’t help but tremble.
“Come on, give me a smile.” At that moment, Joseph appeared from somewhere, holding his phone and happily recording. He even gave Malachi’s face a close-up shot.
“Why not let me be the hero and the beauty?” Joseph looked at Jane with a slightly aggrieved expression. Thinking about what Malachi had intended to do earlier, a cold gleam passed through his eyes.
Although it was improper due to manners, Joseph chose to crush Malachi’s hand mercilessly.
Malachi screamed in pain, his face filled with fear.
Jane walked to the side, found the hidden camera Malachi had placed, and placed it on the table.
“Spying in my company. Who gave you the right?” Jane lazily spoke, her voice carrying a threatening tone.
“And who is that person?”
“I…” Malachi’s expression hesitated, unsure if he should speak.
“Not talking?” Jane, with a contemptuous smile on her face, picked up her phone and spoke.
“Fine, I have plenty of evidence. Just go straight to jail; it’s a pity, only catching someone like you.”
With that, Jane waved her hand. Seeing this, Joseph was about to take Malachi away, but Malachi shouted in terror.
“I’ll talk! I’ll tell everything!”
However, Jane showed no mercy. “Too late.”
…
In the evening, Patrick came to pick up Jane and took her back to the Pansy family. Upon entering, Jane saw Melissa sitting on the sofa with Florence in the Pansy family’s living room.
Seeing Jane and Patrick coming in, Melissa glanced at Patrick without acknowledging Jane, continuing her conversation with Florence.
“Grandfather’s birthday is the day after tomorrow. Florence, I’m sure he will like the gift you gave.”
Florence’s eyes flickered, focusing directly on Patrick’s face. She immediately stood up to greet him.
“Patrick, you’re back. Today must have been tough.”
As she spoke, she reached out to take Patrick’s suit jacket, presenting herself as the mistress of the Pansy family.
Watching this, Jane’s lips revealed a touch of coldness.
However, Patrick paid no attention to Florence, directly reaching out to embrace Jane, intending to go inside.
Florence’s complexion turned sour. She initially wanted to strike up a conversation, but Melissa approached as well.
“Patrick, Florence has been waiting for you to come back all day.”
She deliberately positioned herself on Patrick’s other side, trying to separate Jane and even step on her.
However, Jane showed no intention of yielding. She lifted her arm, extended her foot, and tripped Melissa.
Melissa staggered and screamed as she fell to the ground.
“Jane! What are you doing!”