“What’s it to you!”
Facing the servants, Beatrice put on a fierce expression and completely ignored them.
She pushed the servants aside and continued to tug at Florence’s arm. “Don’t listen to them. Come with me, my dear.”
“Madam, Mr. Pansy said we can’t bring anyone in casually.”
“Do you need to remind me?”
Beatrice scolded the two servants again, making them even more helpless. In desperation, they sent a signal to Mike.
While Beatrice was entangled with Florence, Beatrice’s phone suddenly rang after a while.
She hesitated and hesitated. After coming abroad, Mike cut off all her previous contacts with people in her home country and provided her with a new phone.
And only Mike and Patrick knew the number.
At this moment, receiving a call meant that the two of them knew something.
Beatrice squinted her eyes and glared at the servants, then reluctantly let go of Florence’s hand, feeling uneasy. She took out her phone.
“Hello.”
Beatrice swallowed nervously, and as expected, as soon as she answered, she heard Mike’s questioning voice on the other end.
“What have you done?”
“I… ”
Beatrice hesitated to speak, but the two servants helped her answer.
“Just now, Madam said she wanted to buy books but we didn’t realize she ran into Miss Doyle here. She kept holding onto her and didn’t want to leave.”
As soon as the words fell, Beatrice gave the two servants a stern look.
“Miss Doyle? Florence?”
Mike frowned, and Patrick on the other end heard it clearly too.
“I advise you not to do anything out of line. If I find out, it won’t be as simple as today.”
Mike warned, and Beatrice dared not make a sound.
“I understand.”
Beatrice looked at Florence’s villa with a sense of unwillingness.
“Remember what you’ve done. If you don’t behave, I will have no choice but to imprison you.”
“No!”
Beatrice repeatedly refused. The Pansy family was always so ruthless and cold.
“I understand. I will behave myself.”
Beatrice could only promise, and after saying that, she heard the beeping sound from the other end of the phone.
In that moment when Beatrice released her grip, Florence swiftly disappeared into the villa. Beatrice shook her head helplessly as she looked at the closed gate.
On the other side, at Star Entertainment.
Marco stood hesitantly in front of Jane’s office. It had been a long time since he last saw April. Every time he went to the hospital, he would be spotted by Jane’s people guarding the ward, forcing him to leave.
If he wanted to see April, he had to get Jane’s consent.
Marco stood there for a while, his hand frozen in mid-air, never reaching out.
Then with a creak, the door opened.
Marco’s heart skipped a beat as Jane walked out from inside, coming face to face with him.
“What are you doing here?”
Due to April’s situation, Jane’s tone was very impatient, and she furrowed her brow.
“Oh, nothing. Just happened to pass by…”
Marco felt a little guilty, swallowed nervously, and received another glare from Jane.
“Well, then I’ll be on my way.”
“Wait!”
Just as Jane was about to turn and leave, Marco called out to her.
He scratched the back of his head, looking embarrassed. “I just wanted to ask how April is doing now.”
“She’s fine,” Jane said lightly. Seeing Marco’s expression, she already knew what he was thinking.
“Well, then…”
“You want to see her?” Jane cut in, seeing Marco hesitate.
This made Marco even more embarrassed. A grown man couldn’t even muster the courage to continue.
“No.”
Jane refused outright, not giving Marco any room to maneuver.
“Why not?” Marco, feeling dissatisfied with Jane’s firmness, questioned, “April hasn’t come to the company for so long. Can’t I, as the director, be concerned about my employee?”
“No.”
Jane’s eyes turned cold as she rejected him once again.
“Are you treating April like an ordinary employee?”
Jane questioned in turn, her gaze indifferent. “You weren’t this proactive when Maria was hospitalized. Now you suddenly care about April.”
Faced with Jane’s stern tone, Marco fell silent.
He knew that he had been forced to give up on April before for the sake of his own interests. But after that incident, he realized that he truly had feelings for April.
Marco closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. “I understand what you’re saying. I just want to catch a glimpse of her.”
“Do you know how many paparazzi are outside?”
Faced with Jane’s stern reproach, Marco couldn’t find words to say.
“The company has just recovered. So many people are ready to laugh at us. Don’t come to me with these things now.”
Jane’s domineering response left Marco at a loss.
“I… I’m just worried about her.”
Marco stammered, completely overwhelmed by Jane’s presence.
“If you really want to be good to her, keep your distance from her instead of constantly bothering her like this.”
Jane’s gaze turned cold, indifferent to this belated affection. “Don’t forget what you did before. Don’t think that I won’t take action against you just because I’m not pursuing you right now.”
Marco was made to feel ashamed, and even as the company’s director, Jane would not easily let him off the hook.
“I haven’t forgotten. I just want to make up for my mistakes.”
Faced with Marco’s explanation, Jane reached out and stopped him from saying anything further.
“Don’t give me any more self-righteous words. If you don’t go find April and prevent her from being pushed into the spotlight again, it will be a good deed for both April and our company.”
Jane’s gaze turned icy, making Marco unable to say anything more.
“You should take a good look at yourself. Don’t you know what you did before? Don’t mention April, I won’t forgive you either.”
Marco lowered his head, unable to refute Jane’s reproach with a single word.
“I know…”
Marco’s voice grew smaller and smaller, but it still made Jane feel angry.
“Don’t hurt April a second time. She can’t handle it, and neither can the company.”
“I know, I have thought about it.”
Marco’s expression was pained, his features contorted. “I just can’t bear it, can’t bear to give up this relationship.”
His voice choked up. “These days, April’s figure keeps appearing in my mind. She’s so gentle, so delicate…”
Jane looked back at him coldly, unable to stand men like him who don’t cherish what they have. Belated affection is cheaper than grass.
“I truly regret it. I shouldn’t have given up on her. I shouldn’t have let her bear it alone.”
The more Marco spoke, the more agitated he became, leaving Jane helpless.
She never thought that everything she had just said to Marco was in vain. Although he was the director, his character and temperament were still too immature.
“If you really love her, then stop hurting her.”