Patrick seemed determined to defy her, not only refusing to step away but tightening his hold on Jane.


    He hooked his sexy thin lips and chuckled, “Not leaving.”


    Jane rolled her eyes at Patrick’s audacity, “Step aside; I need to get some ointment.”


    “What ointment?” Patrick raised an eyebrow, puzzled.


    Taking advantage of Patrick’s confusion, Jane pushed him away forcefully, “My homemade anti-allergy ointment.”


    “I’ll get it for you.” Patrick pulled Jane, who was about to get out of bed, back onto it. He spoke in a clear voice, “Where is it?”


    Jane pointed to her suitcase, “In thepartment of my suitcase.”


    “Okay, I’ll get it.” Patrick calmly responded, fetching the ointment.


    “Give it to me.” Jane reached out to ask Patrick for the ointment.


    However, Patrick didn’t hand it to her. Instead, he looked at her deeply and said, “Let me help you.”


    “Huh?” Jane hadn’t reacted yet when she saw Patrick open the ointment.


    Using his slender fingertips, he squeezed a white cream and carefully applied it to Jane.


    The warmth of Patrick’s fingertips, coupled with the coolness of the ointment, massaged gently across Jane’s face.


    The sensation was like being brushed by soft feathers, tingly andfortable.


    This close contact made Jane’s face start to feel a bit warm.


    Her heartbeat slightly elerated.


    Sensing the woman’s embarrassment, Patrick spoke in a low, deep voice, “Close your eyes.”


    His voice was so prating, as if casting a spell. Jane obediently closed her eyes.


    Patrick’s long and nimble fingers followed Jane’s cheeks, neck, shoulders…


    All the way down, until her chest.


    A strange feeling, like an electric shock, spread through every cell in Jane’s body.


    She quickly opened her eyes, holding Patrick’s hand, which was continuously circling and applying ointment on her chest. Her tone carried a hint of shyness, “That’s enough.”


    Patrick was in a great mood, raising an eyebrow. He yfully reached towards Jane’s chest, his expression serious, “This ce hasn’t had ointment applied yet.”


    “Alright, there’s no allergy there.” Jane quickly moved back, changing the subject, “By the way, Patrick, did you send someone to investigate the flowers on the floor yesterday?”


    Jane was pretty sure that the bouquet of flowers was the cause of her allergy.


    She didn’t recognize the two girls with the flowers; they were probably instructed by someone.


    Now that she thought about it, several people who had grudges against her, Monica was still in jail.


    Others like Florence, Erica, Candice, Freda, Annie… seemed suspicious.


    Jane couldn’t understand why these women, one by one, seemed to have gone crazy and wanted to cause trouble for her.


    She didn’t want to engage in disputes with them.


    However, they inexplicably sought trouble with her.


    Jane was quite speechless.


    “I had Morton investigate,” Patrick set down the ointment and took a seat beside Jane.


    Jane nodded, inquiring, “And what did he find?”


    “Not yet, but it should be soon,” Patrick said casually.


    Just as he finished speaking, his phone rang.


    Patrick picked up the phone, nced down, and it was Morton calling.


    “Hello, Morton, any progress on what I asked you to look into yesterday?” Patrick pressed the speaker button, allowing Jane to clearly hear Morton’s response.


    “Yes, sir,” Morton’s voice came through the phone, “I had the flowers analyzed, and the results just came in. It confirmed that there’s a significant amount of tinum on the petals.”


    Jane squinted slightly at the words.


    Her spection was correct; it was indeed an issue with those flowers!


    “Have you found the two girls who brought the flowers?” Patrick asked in a cold tone.


    Once they found those two girls, they could trace the mastermind behind them.


    “Found them, sir. They are two students from A University,” Morton answered, “But they deny tampering with the flowers, and we couldn’t get anything out of them.”


    “Is that so?” Patrick’s face darkened, “Keep investigating!”


    “Yes, sir!” Morton replied respectfully.


    After hanging up the phone, Jane and Patrick exchanged nces.


    “Jane, what do you think?” Patrick asked.


    Jane pursed her lips, “I don’t know those two college girls, so it’s possible someone instructed them.”


    Pausing for a moment, she shifted the topic, “But if someone intentionally orchestrated this, it’s too obvious.”


    Patrick nodded in agreement, “You’re right. There were so many people there, and lots of reporters. It would be easy to find out who those two students are. If someone nned this, it would be easily exposed.”


    Anyone plotting against Jane wouldn’t be so foolish to have two students present flowers to her, causing an allergic reaction, in front of a crowd.


    “Yeah,” Jane’s eyes grew colder, and she contemted, “It’s highly likely those two students are just scapegoats. Someone covertly tampered with the flowers they presented to frame me. I just don’t know who this person is.”


    “Whoever it is, I won’t let her go!” Patrick’s handsome face tightened, and a chilling light emanated from his deep eyes.


    Jane’s lips curved into a faint smile, “This person is targeting me, and I will handle it myself.”


    “What do you n to do?” Patrick’s voice lowered.


    Jane chuckled, “Simple, wait for her to fall into the trap.”


    “What do you mean?” Patrick sensed that Jane had something in mind, and his expression turned colder.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org.


    With narrowed eyes, Jane spoke with confidence, “Since this person is scheming against me and I’m currently unharmed, she won’t just give up. She will likely strike again soon. All I have to do is wait for her to walk into the trap.”