At that moment, Beatrice walked out of the office.
“What are you doing here? I heard everything you guys were saying. You really don’t know how to behave and just started arguing with people here,” she said.
Beatrice didn’t look too happy when she saw Jane. She only glanced briefly at Florence before turning away from her.
“I’m sorry, ma’am. It’s my fault,” the secretary quickly apologized to Beatrice while looking down on Jane with disdain in her eyes.
“I wanted to go inside and get the contract, but she was blocking me,” Jane suppressed her anger as she spoke to the group of people in front of her, feeling a bit uneasy inside.
But what surprised her was that Patrick hadn’t come out yet from inside?
“Don’t you understand anything? Patrick already said not to invest in film and television, but you still want it. Aren’t you going against him?” Beatrice glared at Jane fiercely while holding onto Florence’s arm.
Jane forced a bitter smile and didn’t know what else to say for a moment.
“Why can’t you learn from Florence – dignified and filial piety is most important. Do you even know what you’re busy with every day?”
After scolding Jane, Beatrice then turned her attention towards Florence, “You must be tired after all that just now. Do you want to take a break?”
“No need, I’m fine. I’m just worried that Miss North might not be happy.” Florence replied while still panting slightly which made it hard for Jane to accept this situation even more so than before.
“That’s nothing! As long as you’re happy then it’s okay; don’t worry about others!”
Jane shook her head, unable to believe that her future mother-in-law would condone such behavior from another woman.
“If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave.”
Jane had no intention of wasting any more time with these people. She found an excuse to leave, but to her surprise, she was stopped by a few people behind her.
“At this time, where do you think you’re going without going to work!”
Beatrice scolded, and at that moment, Florence suddenly held her head, looking dizzy and unstable.
“Mrs. Pansy, I feel a bit faint.”
Her body swayed for a moment, and just then, her hand unknowingly rested on Jane’s waist.
Jane was already facing away from Florence, so when her hand touched her, Jane lost her balance for a moment and stumbled, falling to the ground.
Jane’s face displayed anger as she furrowed her brows and looked at Florence, who had a proud expression. It was unbearable for Jane.
She walked up to her and grabbed Florence’s hand directly.
“What are you doing, let go!”
Florence struggled, but no matter what, she couldn’t break free. She could only let Jane hold onto her.
Seeing that Jane was about to drag her into the office, Florence’s eyes showed a hint of panic, and she glanced at Beatrice for help.
Beatrice immediately understood her meaning and hurriedly approached, blocking Jane’s path. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Naturally, I’m going to catch you two in the act.”
Jane’s eyes were cold as she bypassed Beatrice and headed towards the office. But once again, Beatrice stopped her.
“You stop right there! My son is inside the office. How can you disturb him like this?”
Beatrice received Florence’s plea for help through her eyes and immediately put on a mother-in-law’s demeanor. However, Jane didn’t care and continued pulling Florence’s hand to go inside.
Suddenly, Florence, with unknown strength, forcefully pulled Jane’s body back.
Seeing that something was wrong, Beatrice called for the secretary nearby to help.
In this way, the two of them used their combined strength to pull Jane away. As they approached the elevator, Jane tried to retrieve her hand, but she was held tightly by them and had no space to break free.
“Where are you trying to take me? Let go!”
Florence pressed the elevator button and had a malicious look on her face. “Don’t come and disturb us anymore. Just go back to where you belong.”
Jane’s long eyelashes trembled lightly, and as she saw the elevator doors about to open, Florence and the secretary were prepared to forcefully push her inside.
“Ding-”
The elevator doors opened, and Jane felt a force around her waist. She felt unwilling and used all her strength to stay in place. Suddenly, Florence’s hand resting on her waist let go.
Jane looked up, feeling puzzled, and immediately locked eyes with Patrick’s clear gaze.
So, Patrick had arrived. Jane looked at the closed office door and then at Patrick appearing in the elevator, instantly understanding what was going on.
“What are you all doing?”
Patrick’s tone was somewhat suppressed, and a cold air emanated from him.
He had just witnessed Florence and the secretary getting physical with Jane with his own eyes. He couldn’t believe that the two of them would take advantage of his absence to bully Jane.
“It’s… it’s nothing.”
Florence stammered, surprised by the unfortunate timing of Patrick’s return just as she was about to send Jane away.
The secretary kept her head down, too afraid to look up. While Florence still had Beatrice as her backer, the secretary had truly wasted her effort this time.
Jane smirked and pointed at the office. “So there’s no one in the office, huh? Then why did you say Patrick was working inside?”
She glanced at Beatrice standing behind her, who wore an embarrassed expression and avoided looking at Jane.
“Tell me, what’s going on?”
Patrick’s face darkened, his thick eyebrows frowning that made it difficult for anyone to meet his gaze.
“It’s nothing. They said you were inside, so I wanted to go in and see.”
Jane raised an eyebrow and noticed beads of sweat forming on Florence’s forehead, which only widened her smile.
Jane couldn’t forget Florence’s proud expression from earlier.
“So, there’s no one in the office? Then what was Miss Doyle doing inside just now?”
If it weren’t for the presence of so many people, Jane would have burst into laughter, clutching her stomach.
“Did I say I was doing something inside? Don’t make up stories.”
Florence stuttered in her response, her once fair face now turning red.
“Then why haven’t you even buttoned your collar properly? This is a company, and such sloppy appearance can leave a bad impression on the employees.”
Jane furrowed her brow, pretending to be concerned for Florence, which made Florence even more reluctant to raise her head.
“She just entered my office?”
Patrick’s face filled with lines of annoyance. He had made it clear before that he didn’t like people casually entering his office. But when he saw Beatrice standing behind Florence, he understood the reason behind it.
However, Beatrice didn’t say a word at that moment. She just stood there, pretending to be innocent.
Florence didn’t expect Beatrice to completely abandon her. Now, when Patrick asked her, she didn’t know how to respond.
“I don’t know about that. Miss Doyle is so beautiful; I don’t think she looks like someone who would focus on being an another woman.”
Florence couldn’t utter a word in the face of Jane’s mockery.
If Patrick found out what she had just done, she would probably find it difficult to even exchange a word with him in the future.
“Why don’t you ask her yourself?”
Seeing Florence lose her arrogant demeanor, trembling with fear, Jane couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laugh.
She looked at the man beside her, with a face that could attract both men and women, and it was no wonder that he was sought after by others.
“Miss North, please don’t misunderstand me. I haven’t done anything.”
Florence stared at Jane with wide eyes. If Patrick wasn’t standing next to her, she would have lost her composure long ago.
“Is that so? Then Miss Doyle, please button up your clothes before speaking.”
Jane covered her mouth and chuckled. Florence looked at her own attire and couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.
She glanced at Patrick, who was full of confusion, and as Jane was about to expose what she had done, Florence immediately covered her face and hurriedly ran away, followed closely by the secretary.
Beatrice smiled at Patrick and followed Florence’s lead, leaving only Jane, who was holding her stomach in laughter. Patrick looked at the departing figures of the two women, furrowing his brow in confusion, unable to understand what they were up to.
“What were you all doing just now?”
“Nothing much, just a casual chat.”
Jane replied. If Patrick found out about this, who knew how angry he would be. It was better not to say too much.