Chapter 50: Good At Acting


    Chapter 50: Good at Acting


    Melissa''s mug slipped from her hand, crashing to the floor, and the breakfast she had carried with


    her was spilled in all directions. Melissa stood there, feigning shock and sadness, a deliberate ploy


    to manipte the situation.


    Jane was perplexed; she hadn''t pushed Melissa, who had apparently fallen on her own.


    Upon hearing themotion, Patrick entered the room, inquiring, "What''s going on?"


    In response, Melissa put on an act for Patrick, her face pale, and tears streaming down her cheeks.


    "Patrick, Jane pushed me so hard!"


    It was evident that Melissa''s intention was to make Jane appear in a bad light.


    Jane retorted, "When did I push you?"


    Melissa, still ying the victim, shifted her attention to Patrick. "Please don''t me her, Patrick.


    Your mom asked me to move Jane''s things to the guest room. It''s natural for her to still be angry


    with me."


    Jane felt a deep sense of revulsion as she observed Melissa spew these lies.


    Mocking Melissa with a cold expression, Jane said, "Save it. Patrick won''t believe your words."


    Melissa, maintaining her pitiful fa?ade despite her inner anger, continued, "Jane, I know you hate


    me, but I can''t refuse your aunt''s requests. You can be angry with me, scold me, and push me all


    you want. But the breakfast was made by Auntie for Patrick, and now it''s all on the floor."


    Jane was unimpressed. "Melissa, your acting skills are quite impressive. Ever thought about


    pursuing a career in the entertainment industry? You''d win an Oscar for sure."


    Melissa, however, shifted her focus to Patrick. "This is the breakfast your mom made for you. She


    was concerned that you''d be exhausted after working so much yesterday, so she asked me to bring


    it to you. And now it''s all wasted because of Jane."


    Before Melissa could finish her statement, Patrick interrupted impatiently, "Come on, Melissa. Do


    you think I''m blind?"


    "What?" Melissa was taken aback by Patrick''s response.


    "I saw what happened just now, and Jane didn''t touch you at all," Patrick stated with a furrowed


    brow. Though he hadn''t seen every detail, his intuition told him that Jane was not the type of person


    Melissa was portraying her to be.


    Melissa, skilled in maniption, attempted to defend herself. She hadn''t expected Patrick to debunk


    her story.


    From his vantage point, he couldn''t have seen everything that transpired.


    Patrick advised Melissa, "Don''t waste your time with such matters. Focus on your studies."


    Melissa, shocked and disbelieving, looked at Patrick. Her hopes were shattered as she hoped he


    didn''t like Jane and that it was only due to his grandfather''s influence that he had epted her as


    his fiancée. Yet the affection Patrick had shown Jane had been undeniable.


    "Do you have anything else?" Patrick inquired, pulling Melissa from her reverie.


    Coming back to reality, Melissa noticed the bandage on Patrick''s right hand. Worried, she asked,


    "Patrick, what happened to your hand?"


    "It''s nothing. Just a minor injury," Patrick replied stoically.


    Melissa was concerned and anxious, wondering how he had been hurt and why he hadn''t gone to


    work.


    "Why are you hurt? Is it serious?" Melissa inquired.


    "I''m not sure, but please don''t tell my mom," Patrick cautioned in a hushed tone.


    Melissa assured him that she wouldn''t, then added, "Why didn''t Jane stay to take care of you? Isn''t


    there anything more important to her than you?"


    Patrick exined, "She has work-rted matters to attend to."


    "Patrick, why don''t you let me stay and take care of you?" Melissa asked, hopeful.


    "No, I have other things to do. You may leave now," Patrick instructed.


    With that, he turned away and headed to his study, leaving Melissa standing alone with the


    breakfast she had prepared, now strewn across the floor. Her enthusiasm had waned.


    In her mind, it was all Jane''s fault. Melissa was determined to find a way to drive Jane away.


    By the time Jane arrived at thepany, it was already past 10:30 AM. She turned on herputer


    and resumed working on the unfinished document she had been working on the previous night.


    While engrossed in her work, her phone suddenly rang. ncing at it, she saw that Bruce was


    calling. She answered promptly, "Hello, Mr. McCoy. This is Jane."


    Bruce''s enthusiastic voice came through, "Hello, Jane! When will the Ice and Fire series be officially


    launched? We need to discuss ns for mass production. Do you have time this afternoon for a


    meeting?"


    Jane assessed her work and confirmed, "No problem. We can schedule a meeting for this


    afternoon."


    Bruce was eager tounch the product, given the remarkable quality of Jane''s designs. He believed


    it would be a huge sess in the market.


    "Great! I''ll see you this afternoon!" Bruce replied before hanging up.


    At 3:00 PM, Bruce and his assistant arrived at Pansy Group. Jane had everything prepared, and


    she greeted them with a smile.


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    "Mr. McCoy, I''ve outlined the mass production n for the Ice and Fire series. Let''s discuss it in the


    conference room."


    "Alright!" They proceeded to the conference room and were about to start their meeting when they


    heard footsteps outside. The door was abruptly pushed open, leaving Jane frowning in annoyance


    at the rude intrusion.