Hearing these words, Jane felt a warm sensation in her heart.
After finishing the dress, Jane had her assistant deliver it. It had been a long time since people saw the latest work by designer Leo, and it was quite shocking.
The princess even took a picture of the dress and hung it in her own home.
The news of designer Leo’s return to the design world also spread to everyone’s ears.
These unknown young designers only knew that there was a very talented person, but they didn’t know who it was and had never seen them.
Jane was bombarded with calls from various reporters.
She couldn’t handle it all, so she handed the phone to Patrick directly.
Jane didn’t like dealing with these things alone. Usually, when reporters called her, it was her assistant who helped handle it.
After completing the design of a dress, she only enjoyed the design process and didn’t want to be involved in the subsequent accolades.
She felt that those empty things were of no use and preferred to showcase her real talent.
On the other hand, Patrick was more experienced in handling these matters, as he was a company owner and responsible for multiple projects.
In Jane’s mind, she had come to rely on him.
After completing the design, she just wanted to rest and relax.
…
Beatrice, who stayed abroad, became more and more restless. Every day she could see news about Jane and Patrick.
Her own son, whom she had raised so painstakingly, had sent her abroad by his own hands.
And he was with a woman like Jane. For Beatrice, it was a kind of pain.
But she already had a new plan.
When she learned that Florence was also vacationing abroad, Beatrice ordered her butler to find Florence’s phone number by any means necessary.
She had kept this phone number in her phone for a long time but didn’t dare to dial it.
She was afraid of being rejected.
After thinking it over, Beatrice decided to make a call to Florence.
“Hello, Florence, I’m Patrick’s mother,” Beatrice sounded particularly dignified, and her tone softened considerably.
Florence on the other end of the phone didn’t seem very surprised. Instead, she felt a slight aversion.
“If you have something to say, just say it.”
Faced with Florence’s indifference, Beatrice didn’t give up.
“I heard you’re also abroad. How about we have a cup of coffee together? I’m alone in this unfamiliar place, and no one takes me out,” Beatrice deliberately tried to get closer to her, unaware that she had been abroad for almost half a year.
“Hasn’t Patrick assigned bodyguards to you? They should accompany you when you go out,” Florence responded, not showing much enthusiasm and sounding a bit rushed.
Upon hearing this, Beatrice changed her approach and spoke in a gentler tone.
“Florence, our families have a decent relationship. Why do you harbor such animosity towards me? Besides, I am Patrick’s mother.”
They both weren’t fools. They knew how Beatrice had come abroad, and Florence didn’t perceive any threat from her.
“If you have nothing else, then hang up.”
Florence on the other end of the phone left Beatrice with these words and promptly hung up.
Beatrice instantly felt a mix of anger and embarrassment. She pounded the pillow in frustration.
She muttered discontentedly about Florence, “No wonder my son doesn’t like you. So this is the kind of person you are, completely unworthy of my son.”
The more Beatrice spoke, the angrier she became. It made her chest ache, and it took a while before she calmed down.
But anger aside, things had to be resolved. She couldn’t just watch Jane monopolize Patrick. They were both having a great time in their home country, while she, as a mother, was completely forgotten.
Three days later.
Beatrice called Florence again.
“Let’s make a deal. If you’re interested, meet me at the café.”
There was silence on the other end of the phone. After a while, Florence agreed.
When Beatrice heard the hopeful response, she couldn’t stop smiling.
She quickly gathered all her assets. This time, she wanted to give Patrick a taste of her power.
Maybe then Jane wouldn’t be able to act so arrogantly.
Beatrice arrived at the agreed-upon location half an hour early.
She purposely chose a quiet place to wait.
Florence, on the other hand, took her time. Beatrice had to wait for two hours before she showed up.
If this had been before, Beatrice would have been furious. But now, she couldn’t muster any anger.
Perhaps she had grown accustomed to it.
Florence sat down without even glancing at Beatrice. She didn’t remove her mask or sunglasses.
Beatrice looked at her, disappointed by the lack of sincerity.
“Tell me, what kind of deal are we making?” Florence said, unwilling to waste time on idle talk.
“These are all the funds I have saved up. I know you want to return to our home country and reclaim your position. If you cooperate with me, we can join forces, and I should be able to fulfill your wish.”
As soon as she said this, Florence glanced at the funds-stocks, checks, and some properties. It was evident that Beatrice was sincere.
Florence didn’t beat around the bush and took off her sunglasses. “Why did you specifically come to me?”
Beatrice chuckled lightly. “Because you and I are the same kind of person. We are both willing to do whatever it takes to get what we want.”
To Florence, these reasons were baseless and no longer held any weight.
“I agree,” Florence answered promptly.
Then, Beatrice took out a contract from her bag and said, “This is our guarantee.”
“People from the Pansy family surely have the same methods. I’ve seen it all before.” Florence signed her name readily.
With the ill-gotten gains in her possession, if she was going to choose to return home, she had to do it in a special way.
And now, what she wanted most was to change her appearance. She wanted to appear in front of Patrick with a completely new identity. She didn’t believe that Patrick would remain calm in the face of that.
Unbeknownst to her, Jane’s child was already over four months old. Although the child had been in her belly all this time, the situation was quite good.
Being alone at home was boring for her, so she occasionally went to the company to check on things.
However, her employees were too outstanding and capable. They didn’t give her any room for criticism.
Helplessly, Jane could only focus on the trainees.
That was quite enjoyable.
Jane arrived at the practice room where they were rehearsing. She entered the control room and randomly selected one of the classrooms. The entire room was displayed on the computer screen.
Jane admired the dance of these trainees, filled with tension and vitality. They seemed to have great depth.
She considered this group of trainees to be quite important and had invested a lot of time in their training.