Chapter 171: To Announce Or Not To Announce Your Identity
Chapter 171: To Announce or Not to Announce Your Identity
"Alright," Florence readily agreed.
She nodded, instructing the driver with a cold tone, "Follow the car in front."
"Yes, Miss," the driver respectfully responded, trailing Osborn''s car from a distance.
Florence and Erica followed Osborn''s car all the way to the East City Garden.
They saw Osborn take luggage from the trunk, leading Jane to his apartment in the East City
Garden.
Watching Osborn and Jane walking side by side through the apartment gate, Erica''s eyes couldn''t
hide her anger and jealousy. She angrily eximed, "Jane has no shame, daring to move into
Osborn''s house!"
A glint of cunning shed in Florence''s eyes as she turned to Erica, "Osborn is hiding a lover, and
that woman turns out to be Jane. Do you think it would be explosive if we tell the media about this?"
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"But will this affect Osborn?" Erica expressed her concern.
"What are you afraid of?" Florence stared at Erica, "Do you want to see Jane cling to Osborn?"
"Of course not," Erica said indignantly.
Florence smirked, "That''s it. Jane, this shameless woman, just got dumped by Patrick, and now
she''s immediately hooking up with Osborn. When the media gets wind of this, they will surely add
fuel to the fire. Who knows, they might even dig up her connections with other men."
Then everyone would me Jane.
She would be a pariah. Do you think Osborn would still want her?
As long as they drove her away from Osborn, the opportunity would be yours, wouldn''t it?"
Florence''s words stirred something in Erica.
She nodded thoughtfully, "Florence, you''re right."
Jane followed behind Osborn, entering his apartment.
"Jane, how about here?" Osborn helped Jane with her luggage, gently asking, "Is this ce okay for
you?"
"Yeah, it''s fine. Thank you," Jane nced around the apartment. It was a one-bedroom unit, not
large, but well-equipped. The decoration was chic, fitting her aesthetic.
"If there''s anything missing, just let me know, and I''ll have it delivered immediately," Osborn said,
considerate.
"I don''tck anything now. I''m a bit tired and want to rest," Jane smiled lightly.
Seeing Jane''s subtle dismissal, Osborn''s gaze darkened, "I won''t disturb you then. Rest well. If you
need anything, remember to call me."
"Thank you." Facing Osborn''s concern, Jane''s face remained expressionless.
Osborn turned to leave. As he reached the bedroom door, he suddenly stopped, turning back,
"Jane, what are your ns for the future? Do you want toe back to Star Entertainment and
announce your identity?"
Currently, various rumors attacking Jane were circting online, filled with harsh words.
If Jane revealed her identity, the rumors would naturally be dispelled.
Jane furrowed her brows slightly and shook her head, "No need."
"Why? Aren''t you concerned about those rumors and gossip online?" Osborn asked with some
confusion.
Jane raised the corners of her lips, smiling serenely, "As you said, they''re just rumors. Why should I
care?"
After a pause, Jane added, "Besides, my current focus is on how to cure Old Pansy''s illness. As for
the rest, I simply don''t want to bother."
Osborn nodded thoughtfully, his voice deep. "Alright then, rest well."
He cast a profound gaze at Jane and then turned to leave.
After Osborn departed, Jane took out herptop from the suitcase and swiftly opened it.
With skilled keystrokes, she sessfully infiltrated the hospital''s security system.
A few minutester, Jane had gathered all the information about Old Pansy''s condition.
ording to the records, Old Pansy''s surgery was, in fact, sessful. However, for some unknown
reason, he hadn''t woken up.
Jane rubbed her forehead, staring at theputer screen lost in thought.
Since Western medicine had shown no effect, she considered trying traditional Chinese medicine.
However, her proficiency in Chinese medicine was not at an advanced level, and she had little
confidence.
If she could get Uncle Newton to help, he could surely cure Old Pansy.
However, Jane didn''t know where the Uncle Newton who taught her traditional Chinese medicine
was.
At the moment, Jane''s mind was in turmoil.
Regardless, she had to see Old Pansy in person, confirm his condition, and determine if traditional
Chinese medicine was applicable.
Since Patrick forbade her from seeing Old Pansy, maybe she could seek Morton''s help.
A night of restless tossing and turning, early the next morning, Jane arrived at Pansy Group.
Looking at the towering Pansy Group building, Jane felt a bit dazed.
Entering the gates of Pansy Group, employees continuously pointed fingers at her, whispering
disdainful and mocking remarks.
"Isn''t that Jane? She still has the face toe to work."
"If it weren''t for her, our chairman wouldn''t be lying in the hospital."
"Jane is really ungrateful. With a CEO as tall, handsome, and outstanding as ours, where else could
she find such a man? Yet, she publicly broke off the engagement."
"You don''t know. Do you think the CEO really likes this country bumpkin? Actually, the CEO dumped
her in public, and she''s just pretending to be aloof."
"No wonder, I bet she''s not willing to ept it. Now she''s back to pester the CEO again."
Such harsh words continuously reached Jane''s ears.
Jane paid no heed, her face indifferent. She ignored these unpleasant remarks and walked straight
to Morton''s office.
"Miss North," Morton seemed somewhat surprised to see Jane.
Jane''s lips curled into a faint smile as she greeted him, "Morton."
Morton was currently arranging for people to search for Dr. Newton worldwide. The responses all
came back negative, with no leads.
He was quite worried.
"Miss North, are you here to see the CEO? He should be in his office right now," Morton said
politely, collecting his troubled expression.
The sudden turn of events during the engagement ceremony had surprised Morton.
He couldn''t understand why Jane had suddenly called off the engagement.
The impact on their CEO was evident to Morton.
Perhaps there was some misunderstanding.
"I''m here to see you," Jane took a few steps forward, her expression calm.
"To see me?" Morton''s tone carried a hint of surprise.
Jane nodded, "Morton, I''d like to ask for your help."