Chapter 42: The Truth
Chapter 42: The Truth
"Yes, sir."
Morton nodded and left.
Soon after, he returned with a copy of the surveince footage from the period when Jane was at
the airport.
"Mr. Pansy, I''ve got it," Morton reported, handing the USB drive to Patrick.
Patrick epted it, leaned back in his chair, and narrowed his eyes. What secrets could this
footage hold? After contemting it for a moment, he dropped the USB drive on the table and
commanded, "y it."
"Yes, sir," Morton responded, proceeding to set up theputer and projector. He inserted the USB
drive and initiated the yback.
Monica wiped away the cold sweat on her forehead and tried to reassure herself. She believed that
even if they obtained the surveince footage, it wouldn''t reveal her involvement. She had
orchestrated her actions meticulously, and Jane wouldn''t be able to incriminate her.
The surveince footage began with Jane organizing her folders, meticulously inspecting the
drawings, clearly disying that she held the legitimate drawings, not nk sheets.
After her examination, Jane returned the drawings to the folder and secured it in a drawer. She then
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Not a soul approached Jane''s desk until noon when it was time for lunch. All the employees left for
the cafeteria, leaving the offices unattended.
At that moment, a middle-aged cleaner in her uniform entered Jane''s office with cleaning supplies in
hand. She discreetly made her way to Jane''s desk and cautiously checked her surroundings for any
witnesses. Assured that she was alone, she opened the drawer, reced the drawings with nk
sheets, and departed.
Monica breathed a sigh of relief. "It appears the cleaner was responsible for the switch," she
asserted.
Having reviewed the surveince footage and identified the perpetrator, she believed that Jane''s
usations against her could now be easily dispelled.
"That''s correct. Now that we''ve reviewed the surveince footage and know who did it, you owe me
an apology, Jane," Monica dered, her pride and arrogance fully restored.
"Just a moment," Jane interjected, signaling to Morton to pause the footage.
"Yes, we''ve all witnessed it. It was the cleaner, Joan, who substituted the drawings. But why did she
do it? What motivated her?" Jane inquired.
"You can locate her and question her," Monica suggested, confident that Jane wouldn''t be able to
find Joan.
Patrick, his brow furrowing, gestured for Morton to initiate a search for Joan.
Morton promptly made a phone call and then informed Patrick, "Joan resigned at one o''clock this
afternoon."
One o''clock? That was after the drawings were reced. Her resignation following the act was a
clear indication of premeditation. "Investigate it thoroughly and ensure you locate her," Patrick
commanded, his tone unyielding.
Jane, however, smiled and shook her head. "Don''t trouble yourself. I''ll have Joan join us right away.
The truth will be evident."
Patrick was taken aback. "What?" he questioned, surprised.
Jane retrieved her phone and dialed a number. "Joan, you cane here now. Yes, the conference
room on the eighteenth floor."
Monica began to panic, bewildered as to how Jane had acquired Joan''s phone number. Why was
she calling Joan at this critical juncture? Monica questioned the feasibility of Jane''s actions and
presumed she was merely bluffing.
Monica recognized the importance of maintaining herposure and avoiding panic. She
continued to maintain her cool.
Ten minutester, a middle-aged woman in a cleaner''s uniform appeared at the conference room''s
entrance. It was none other than Joan.
"Joan, pleasee in," Jane beckoned, nodding at Joan.
Joan, disying some nervousness, entered the room. Upon seeing Joan, Monica''s face turned
pallid. Joan had resigned and returned to the countryside, so why was she now here?
"Joan, did you steal the drawings from my folder and rece them with nk sheets?" Jane
inquired calmly.
Joan nodded in acknowledgment. "Yes."
Jane probed further, "What motivated you to do this?"
Joan lowered her gaze, her voice quivering. "Someone offered me five hundred thousand dors to
make the substitution."
"Who was it? Is that person present in this room?" Jane pressed on.
Joan affirmed, pointing directly at Monica. "It''s her! She paid me to do it!"
Monica erupted in panic, attempting to cast me on Jane. "Don''t make unfounded usations
against me. I''m sure Jane bribed you."
Jane maintained her calm demeanor, prompting Monica to doubt herself. Everything was unfolding
ording to Jane''s master n.
Days earlier, upon overhearing Monica and Florence''s conversation in the bathroom, Jane had
surmised their scheme. She had enlisted Anthony to eavesdrop on Monica''s phone call, thereby
uncovering Monica''s intention to steal the drawings in order to manipte Patrick into expelling
Jane from thepany for neglect of duty.
Recognizing Joan''s son''s dire need for medical attention, Jane had arranged for the child to receive
treatment, and he had made a remarkable recovery. Joan expressed profound gratitude, pledging
her unwavering support. Jane had proposed that Joan ept Monica''s money, feignpliance
with the scheme, and collect incriminating evidence in the process.
Monica had sought to ensnare Jane, and in response, Jane had orchestrated the same fate for
Monica.
"Joan, did I instruct you to frame her?" Jane inquired casually.
Joan found the notion absurd, shaking her head vigorously. "No. She asked me to steal your
drawings."
Monica disimed the usation, attempting to deflect responsibility onto Jane. "This is
preposterous! What did Jane offer you? Why are you making false usations?"
"I did not make false usations," Joan asserted, revealing a recording pen. "This pen contains the
recording of our conversation when you provided me the money to rece the drawings."
Patrick''s surprise was evident, as he recognized the recording pen from Jane''s room. Had Jane
been the one to supply it to Joan? The revtion indicated that Jane had foreseen Monica''s plot.
Undoubtedly, Joan''s actions, including her betrayal of Monica, had been orchestrated by Jane.