Chapter 16: His Admirers
Chapter 16: His Admirers
The whimpering of the injured dog diverted Jane''s attention from the familiar woman. She rushed it
to the veterinarian.
The dog''s front leg had been grazed by the car before Jane rescued it from harm.
Sitting in the waiting room, Jane noted the time and realized she was runningte for work.
Contemting for a moment, she decided to dial Patrick''s number.
"Hello?" Patrick''s voice, low and chilly, came from the other end.
"Uh, I just wanted to let you know that I''ll be running a bitte this morning," Jane sought his
permission for her tardiness. "I hope it''s not a problem."
"Why should I care? You don''t need to inform me about such trivial matters!" Patrick grumbled,
annoyed.
The call abruptly ended.
Jane pursed her lips, wondering why he was so distant yet irritated. Maybe he was still in a sour
mood.
Nheless, she had done her part by informing him. The vet examined the dog and reassured
Jane that it was just a minor injury that would heal quickly.
"That''s good to hear, but can I leave it here for further observation?" Jane remained slightly
concerned.
"Of course," replied the veterinarian with a smile.
Jane paid the two-thousand-dor treatment bill and left the dog behind. She intended to find
someone to adopt it once it had fully recovered. By the time Jane arrived at Pansy Group, it was
almost eleven o''clock.
"Jane, do you have any idea what time it is? Why are you sote?" Monica approached Jane, her
brow deeply furrowed, offering no time for pleasantries.
"Good morning, Monica. It wasn''t intentional. I had something to attend to this morning," Jane
exined politely.
"It wasn''t intentional?" Monica sneered. "Spare me yourme excuses, Jane. You''re just a newbie,
and already you''re cking off. Are you acting this way because you think you''re the boss''s wife
already?"
Jane responded, unruffled by Monica''s aggression, "Let''s be clear: I''mte, not absent. I''ve already
informed Mr. Pansy about my tardiness, so I''m not in the wrong."
"Shut up! How dare you talk back to me? Do you think you can just waltz in here and defy me? I
can''t tolerate your insolence any longer. You''re fired!" Monica pointed at Jane, her anger reaching
new heights.
Sensing that the situation was spiraling out of control, Jane pushed Monica''s finger aside and spoke
firmly, "I informed Mr. Pansy of my situation. You''re firing me because I waste. Does that mean
you have more authority than the owner of thispany?"
Monica was briefly taken aback by Jane''s response. Seeing the growing crowd, she stammered,
"You''re talking nonsense. Let''s go to Mr. Pansy''s office and sort this out."
"Alright, let''s go," Jane agreed without hesitation. Her n was to expose Monica for forcing her to
work overtime the previous night.
Monica led Jane by the arm to the CEO''s office. She adjusted her appearance, checking herself in
the nearby mirror before knocking on the door. Compared to Monica, Jane looked disheveled.
She had been through quite an ordeal earlier, saving the injured dog.
Her neatly pressed suit had be wrinkled, and there was a smudge of mud on her shirt from
holding the dog so tightly.
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Monica''s smile brightened as soon as she heard Patrick''s alluring voice. She gently opened the
door.
However, her smile froze as she stepped into the office.
Jane followed. She peered over Monica''s shoulder and spotted a woman standing in close proximity
to Patrick.
The woman was undeniably attractive, with long, curly chestnut hair cascading down her neck and
grazing her cleavage. Her red miniskirt entuated her curves and shapely legs.
Her familiar makeup caught Jane''s eye. She was the same woman who had nearly run over the
stray dog and cursed Jane earlier that morning.
"Mr. Pansy, this is our featured product for the uing season," the woman said, standing
exceptionally close to Patrick. Her enchanting eyes glistened with infatuation.
Jane finally connected the dots. This woman must be a colleague here, which exined her
familiarity. She seemed to be one of Patrick''s admirers, judging by the look on her face.
Incredible. How many women were captivated by this stoic man? Jane furrowed her brow, feeling
dissatisfied as she cast a critical gaze at Patrick. He looked dashing in his handcrafted Armani suit,
complete with a furrowed brow and thin lips beneath his high, aristocratic nose. His handsome
appearance made him resemble a Greek god.
It was no wonder he attracted the attention of countless women with his looks and wealth. But his
arrogance rendered him unappealing. Jane wasn''t among those vying for his attention, regardless
of his wealth and attractiveness.
The engagement between them was due to be called off in three months, so the attraction and
attention he received were of little consequence to her.