Ling wasn’t angry either. He sat on the sofa, a faint smile playing at the corner of his mouth. If he wanted that money, he might as well go directly to Jane.
He would get more rather than less.
Betraying a friend was against his principles. He would never do such a thing.
This time, the Ragsdill family’s parents suffered a major loss, both financially and in their desired outcome.
For a while, they became the laughingstock of the entire city.
During this time, Jane had been busy designing dresses, delaying her own work.
However, there was something she had been keeping in her heart for a long time, a problem she couldn’t find a solution to.
By chance, she opened her computer and saw that someone had attacked it, so she set up a firewall.
From the outside, it looked like an ordinary computer, but in reality, there were many hidden elements.
As an exceptional hacker herself, the thought of hackers brought to mind her own apprentice, Anthony.
It had been a long time since they last contacted each other, and the matter with the internet addiction school might be something Anthony could help with.
Without hesitation, Jane went through her phone list over and over again, finally finding an unfamiliar number that she thought might be Anthony’s.
She dialed the number directly, and a crisp voice came from the other end.
Jane was now certain.
Anthony always answered the phone like this.
“There’s something I want you to investigate for me.”
Anthony, on the other end of the phone, sounded apologetic. “Master, what are you saying? My skills are all taught by you.”
Jane simply nodded. Since she couldn’t personally intervene at the moment, she could only rely on Anthony.
Jane explained the situation briefly and asked him to thoroughly investigate the school and uncover any hidden secrets.
Meanwhile, she focused on designing dresses, sketching one design after another, but none of them met her satisfaction.
The dress she wanted to create surpassed the limits of conventionality, completely embodying a new style and color clash.
Patrick watched her constant worry and became anxious. He wanted her to go out and take a break, to relax and clear her mind. He was afraid that Finley would be called in. Even though the dress was important, it was necessary to strike a balance between work and rest.
“You don’t need to worry about me. I know what I’m doing. Besides, this is my second collaboration with the Princess. I need to make this piece even more beautiful.”
Jane had a strong sense of career, which Patrick greatly admired.
And so, she locked herself in her room for a whole week until she finally had a breakthrough with her design sketches.
Meanwhile, Anthony sent over the investigation results, which Jane received in her email.
As Jane looked at the email, it clearly indicated the severe punishments inflicted on students at that school.
There were even videos as evidence. Jane couldn’t help but smile. Sometimes, solving a problem didn’t require using power; it might need other means.
Without hesitation, Jane anonymously sent the email, including the video and audio, to the Ministry of Education. She believed that even with their power, they couldn’t possibly overpower the entire education department.
Jane quietly waited for the news, browsing through the official website of the school.
It appeared to be regular, without any overt violations.
Fortunately, she stumbled upon this matter by chance. Otherwise, those children would have suffered from even more abuse and mistreatment.
She waited a whole day, and by then, the news had already come out. Jane watched as the news headline scrolled on the screen, “School Severe in Torturing Students, Shut Down.”
Jane looked at the news with genuine delight and felt very happy.
The education department directly sealed off the school and took away all the students inside.
Patrick hurriedly approached, pointing to the news on his phone and asking, “Did you do this?”
Jane chuckled lightly, “Sometimes, you don’t need that much power to get things done.”
Patrick knew very well that his wife had strength and couldn’t be underestimated.
After the situation inside the school was revealed, Jane began to focus on designing dresses. The drafts were already prepared, and all that was left was to make the clothes.
Making clothes was not a difficult task for Jane, but recently she felt a bit dizzy and fatigued, perhaps due to long working hours.
Jane wrote a list of clothing materials that needed to be purchased and asked her assistant to buy them.
She lay on the bed, tightly closed her eyes, realizing that she hadn’t had a proper rest for a long time.
Just as she was about to take a nap, Finley suddenly rushed over.
“Don’t sleep yet, come with me to see the flowers in the backyard!” Since Finley’s biological parents passed away, Jane hadn’t seen her smile.
Jane couldn’t bear to spoil Finley’s good intentions and allowed herself to be dragged to the backyard.
Finley had filled the entire backyard with flowers, and Jane looked at the colorful blooms in astonishment. Each flower swayed elegantly, creating a beautiful sight.
“When you did all this, did Patrick know?” Jane looked at her mischievously.
After all, Patrick valued his yard very much and wouldn’t let anyone mess around with it.
Finley patted her chest, saying confidently, “Don’t worry, I already discussed it with him.”
Jane was curious about what was going on. What kind of deal made someone as conservative as Patrick agree to such a bold move?
At that moment, the assistant brought the materials that needed to be purchased, and Jane waved at Finley.
“I have to go to work now.”
Finley looked reluctant, saying, “You just came down, and now you’re leaving so soon?”
Ignoring her protests, Jane walked away without looking back.
As she looked at the purchased materials and her design sketches, a new idea formed in her mind, and she quickly started sketching it.
In this way, she locked herself in her room for three full days. During these three days, no one entered the room, including Patrick.
Only when she finished making the entire dress did she open her door.
She saw Patrick at the door, lying on a small camp bed, curled up and looking very pitiful.
Jane couldn’t help but take a picture of his current appearance.
“Why are you sleeping here? Don’t we have plenty of rooms for you to lie down in?” Jane found his current state quite amusing.
Patrick rubbed his sleepy eyes, pulled her into his arms, and closed his eyes, smelling the familiar scent that belonged to her.
“Because this is the closest to you.”