Now, Patrick never thought something like this would happen to him.
But in reality, Patrick knew that Alistair couldn’t handle this alone. As for who was behind it…
A cold smirk formed on Patrick’s lips.
After taking a shower, Patrick saw Jane sitting on the balcony reading a book. The night breeze blew her long hair around as he walked over and picked her up without hesitation.
Jane tapped Patrick’s arm and looked him up and down, her gaze making Patrick uncomfortable. His brows furrowed, and he said sternly, “I’m clean.”
There was even a hint of grievance in his tone, a reaction Jane had never seen before.
It was somewhat intriguing, so with her arms crossed, Jane turned her head to look at Patrick and said seriously, “Until the matter is investigated, you should sleep in the study.”
Patrick’s face instantly darkened.
Jane chuckled lightly in her heart but remained unaffected on the surface, completely ignoring Patrick’s gaze. She tried to bypass him and walk towards the bed, but Patrick extended his long arm, lifting Jane up.
“What are you doing, Patrick!” Jane was startled, struggling on his shoulder.
Patrick didn’t say a word but placed Jane on the bed, lowering himself on top of her.
“Nothing happened between Florence and me,” Patrick’s deep gaze fell on Jane’s face.
Jane’s expression remained indifferent. She stretched her arms and smiled at Patrick, her lips pursed. “I believe you, so I know that nothing happened between you two. But that doesn’t stop me from feeling uncomfortable.”
“I know that Florence sent that photo to provoke us, but I have to admit she achieved her goal.”
Even someone as clear-headed as Jane couldn’t help but lose control, and Florence happened to touch her bottom line.
Jane would also get angry. She wasn’t always calm and collected; she wanted to be unreasonable sometimes.
And the person who could tolerate all her unreasonable behavior was Patrick.
Looking directly into Jane’s eyes, Patrick seemed to be searching for something, but in the end, he just chuckled lightly.
He naturally understood Jane’s temper.
He lowered his head and placed a kiss on Jane’s forehead, then stood up and said, “Goodnight.”
Jane turned her gaze and sat up, watching Patrick’s figure. She couldn’t help but smile.
Suddenly, she felt that Patrick, with his current aggrieved appearance, resembled a wife. If the people from Alodon knew that Patrick had this kind of face, they would probably be dumbfounded.
At the same time, in the top-floor office of the Duncan Group.
Kevin opened the door and walked in. The office was not lit, with only the neon lights of the city outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.
He casually threw his suit jacket on the armrest and sat down on the sofa.
“It seems like I need to change the security personnel in my company.”
Kevin lit a cigarette, and the smoke enveloped his face, blurring his features.
At that moment, the chair facing the desk turned around, and the person sitting on it was Tristian.
Due to the lighting issue, only half of his face was visible, wearing a sinister smile.
“I was planning to give you a surprise, but it seems disappointing.”
“It can’t be as simple as bringing a surprise. If you’re only here for these boring things, the door is over there, please leave.”
Kevin’s face showed no expression, not even glancing at Tristian.
“Uncle, how can you be so indifferent?” Hurt by Kevin’s attitude, Tristian’s voice carried a hint of grievance.
Hearing this, Kevin sneered, finally sparing a corner of his eye for Tristian. “Don’t act so close. You’re just a bastard who doesn’t even have a place on the family tree.”
Under normal circumstances, Tristian would have been angry, but he was facing Kevin now.
He still wore a smiling expression on his face as Tristian stood up and positioned himself in front of Kevin.
“I like calling you Uncle. It makes me happy to see you looking disgusted.
“I don’t think this is the only thing that can make you happy,” Kevin said coldly.
“Exactly, it’s comfortable talking to intelligent people. How could someone like you appear among the fools in the family?” Tristian asked with some confusion.
Kevin didn’t respond, he just extinguished the cigarette in his hand.
Tristian sighed and tapped his forehead in frustration. “It feels terrible when you already know everything and there are no surprises.”
“Do you really think that using those two idiots can influence anything?” Kevin sneered.
“It’s just playing around. Those two idiots actually believe they can accomplish something?”
As if thinking of something amusing, Tristian suddenly burst into crazy laughter.
“Just thinking about that woman’s expression at the time, I feel she’s more ridiculous than a circus clown.”
“What you want to do is your business. I don’t want to provoke that madman Patrick,” Kevin said calmly.
“I’m not interested in Patrick either.” Tristian leaned in closer, a bright smile spreading across his face. “Uncle, the person we’re both interested in is the same.”
…
Jane’s sleep had always been light. In the middle of the night, she seemed to hear the sound of the door, and then a part of the bed seemed to sink, and her body was embraced.
With a slight smile on her lips, Jane didn’t open her eyes. Instead, she turned around and hugged Patrick from behind. She heard a soft sigh in her ear, and Jane nuzzled her head against his chest, falling back into a peaceful sleep.
The next morning, Jane woke up, but there was no sign of Patrick beside her. When she went downstairs, the housekeeper had already prepared breakfast.
“Madam, you’re awake.”
Since Jane and Patrick got engaged, the servants in the villa had changed their way of addressing her.
Looking around, Jane didn’t see Patrick’s figure. The housekeeper understood and quickly spoke, “Mr. Pansy has already gone to the company.”
Jane nodded, and the housekeeper continued, “There have been some developments regarding yesterday’s incident.”
“Really?” Jane responded, gesturing for the housekeeper to continue.
“It seems that Mr. Gibson is somehow connected to the Duncan family.”
Jane furrowed her brow, and Kevin immediately came to mind.
But this was within her expectations. After all, the only ones capable and bold enough to go after Patrick were the current Duncan family.
Suddenly, Jane seemed to think of something, and her eyes flickered with a hint of intrigue.