Reporters swarmed around Patrick, bombarding him with questions one after another.


    “Mr. Pansy, attending Star Entertainment’s opening ceremony, does this mean Pansy Group is entering the entertainment industry?”


    “Mr. Pansy, there are rumors that you are pursuing Miss North again. Is that true?”


    “Mr. Pansy, there were rumors before that you and Miss North called off your engagement because she came from the countryside, and her humble background didn’t match the Pansy family. Now that Miss North is, in fact, a wealthydy and the mysterious CEO of Star Entertainment, is that why you’re pursuing her again?”


    Patrick furrowed his sharp brows, coldly stating, “Step aside, no interviews.”


    His overpowering, icy aura made the reporters shiver, automatically creating a path for him. They dared not ask any more questions.


    Patrick walked to a corner and took a seat.


    At exactly two o’clock, the opening ceremony started on time.


    The host’s melodious voice rang out, “Hello, everyone! Today marks the opening ceremony of our new drama. I dere the ceremony officially begins! Let’s wee Mr. Maltz and Miss North to the stage for their speeches.”


    Amidst thunderous apuse, Osborn and Jane walked onto the stage together.


    Osborn cleared his throat, “Wee, everyone, to the opening ceremony of our new drama.


    This new drama, with a budget of two billion dors from Star Entertainment, will be a highlight in thetter half of this year.


    The cast includes top-notch actors in the entertainment industry, ying the leading roles. We also have a special appearance from our CEO, Miss Jane. I believe it will be a visually stunning experience for everyone.”


    “Please show us your support,” Jane said, wearing a graceful smile.


    Apuse echoed in the grand hall, lingering for a long time, creating an unprecedented enthusiastic atmosphere.


    Just then, two young girls holding flowers rushed to the front of the stage, walking up the stairs.


    The security guards hurriedly approached them, blocking their way. “I’m sorry,dies, please sit back down.”


    “Mr. Maltz, we’re your loyal fans. We just want to give you flowers,” the two girls shouted to Osborn.


    Fans going on stage to present flowers weremon, and Osborn didn’t mind.


    He nodded slightly at the security guard, who then let them through.


    Each girl held a bouquet and approached Osborn and Jane.


    “Mr. Maltz, I’m your fan. I’ve watched all your movies many times. I love you!” one girl eximed excitedly, handing her flowers to Osborn.


    Osborn took the flowers with a polite acknowledgment, “Thank you.”


    “Miss North, you’re even more beautiful in person than on TV,” the other girl said to Jane, her eyes filled with admiration.


    Whileplimenting Jane, she handed over the flowers, saying, “Miss North, these are for you.”


    “Thank you.”


    Jane was about to take the flowers when, for some reason, the girl stumbled and fell towards Jane.


    The bouquet smacked into Jane’s face, shoulders, and chest, scattering all over the floor.


    “Sorry, sorry, Miss North. I slipped just now,” the girl apologized repeatedly, looking embarrassed.


    Jane smiled, “It’s okay.”


    The little episode with the flower presentation passed quickly, and soon it was time for the reporters to ask questions.


    Reporters had been eagerly waiting, and they pounced, asking questions in a rush.


    “Miss North, today marks your first appearance at the opening ceremony as the CEO of Star Entertainment. How do you feel?” a entertainment journalist quickly inquired.


    Jane maintained a poised smile on her face and elegantly responded, “At this moment, I am certainly very happy. Star Entertainment’s mission has always been to produce the best works, giving back to our vast audience. I hope everyone will support us.”


    “Miss Jane, it’s said that this is your first time acting. Do you find any difficulty in ying a cameo role?” another journalist pressed on.Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.


    “Of course not, I will strive to do my best,” Jane replied.


    “Hearing that Miss North and Mr. Maltz will y a couple in the drama, will you two be involved romantically off-screen?” another journalist inquired.


    “Of course…”


    Before Jane could finish her sentence, Osborn interrupted her, saying, “Certainly not ruling out that possibility.”


    Not ruling out that possibility?


    In the corner of the audience, Patrick, whose already displeased face turned even colder.


    Jane didn’t refute; did she just tacitly agree?


    Damn it!


    Patrick wished he could go on stage, pull Osborn down, and take his ce.


    On the stage, Jane felt two icy gazes directed at her.


    She nced in Patrick’s direction and, even from afar, saw that the man was angry.


    “Wow, it seems there’s a real possibility of a romance between Miss North and Mr. Maltz!” an excited journalistmented, turning the microphone toward Jane again. “Miss North, there are rumors that you and Mr. Pansy are rekindling your old me. Is that true?”


    Jane twitched her lips, about to say something when she suddenly felt an itch on her face.


    Instinctively, she reached up to rub her cheeks.


    But this rub not only affected her face but also her shoulders and chest-it was incredibly itchy.


    As if thousands of tiny ants were biting her, causing extreme difort.


    This sensation… felt like an allergy.


    Jane involuntarily furrowed her brow.


    She was allergic to tinum, so she was usually very careful not toe into contact with such things.


    Apart from tinum, Jane had no other allergens.


    Now, this inexplicable and intense itching all over her body suggested a tinum allergy.


    But it was strange; she hadn’t touched anything tinum today. Why would she suddenly have an allergy?


    And precisely at such a crucial moment?


    Her skin would react to tinum within ten minutes of contact, but she had been on stage for at least half an hour. How could she havee into contact with tinum?


    Jane pondered, lowering her head, and her gaze fell on the flowers on the ground.


    Suddenly, a light bulb went off in her mind.


    When that girl identally fell earlier, those flowers touched her face, shoulders, and chest.


    And now, those areas were experiencing an allergic reaction.


    Could it be that there was something wrong with those flowers?


    “Miss North…” Seeing Jane suddenly silent and looking unusual, a reporter was about to ask further when the sharp-eyed ones noticed Jane’s abnormality.


    Jane’s face and body had turned red and swollen, covered in small rashes.