Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

As soon as Patrick spoke, a hush fell over the police station. Nearly everyone in Guavo knew Patrick, the head of the Pansy family, the most powerful family in Guavo, and the president of Pansy Group, a well-respected figure in the community.

Morton glanced in the direction of the confession room and responded, “Both she and Melissa are giving their statements.”

Patrick had always been known for his composure, making this uncharacteristic display of worry even more noticeable.

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In response to this news, Patrick said frostily, “Let’s go and take a look.”

Florence, standing behind Patrick, was bewildered. Jane and Melissa giving statements-did that mean Jane was unharmed? What had happened to Monica? Why hadn’t she seized the opportunity to harm Jane? The chief of the police station approached Patrick respectfully and said, “Mr. Pansy, this way, please.”

Patrick proceeded to the door of the confession room with measured steps, finding Jane sitting there composedly. A policewoman sat across from her, taking her statement.

“Jane.” Patrick entered the room, his eyes filled with concern as he asked, “Are you all right?”

Ignoring Patrick, Jane shifted her gaze to Florence, who stood behind him. The confirmation of Patrick’s presence with Florence last night was apparent to her, and it pained her deeply.

Jane chose not to respond to Patrick and, instead, asked sarcastically, “What? Did you expect me to be in trouble?”

Patrick was taken aback, sensing the anger emanating from her. Did she blame him for not arriving at Lover Lake on time? He realized that he might have prevented this incident had he been there to protect her.

He wouldn’t have allowed Jane to go to such a remote place, let alone be subjected to harm.

“That’s not what I meant,” Patrick explained patiently, seeking to convey his sincere intentions.

Jane, however, kept her gaze averted, giving no acknowledgment of his words.

Patrick shifted his attention to the policewoman who had just finished recording Jane’s statement. He inquired icily, “What are you doing right now?”

“I’ve just finished recording her statement,” the policewoman replied promptly, not expecting the person accompanied by the chief of the police station to be so important.

Patrick nodded and asked, “Can my fiancée leave now?”

The term “fiancée” caught the police chief and the policewoman by surprise. Their expressions registered shock at Jane being Patrick’s fiancée. By personally arriving to collect her, Patrick made it clear that he believed Jane wasn’t involved in the murder.

The police chief readily consented, saying, “Certainly, Mr. Pansy. Don’t worry; we’ll get to the bottom of this.”

Patrick nodded in agreement.

Upon leaving the confession room, Patrick and Jane encountered Melissa, who had just finished providing her statement in another room and was on her way out. Spotting Patrick, she rushed over, exclaiming, “Patrick, you’re here!”

However, Melissa’s mood was dark. She pointed accusingly at Jane and proclaimed, “Patrick, Jane pushed Monica into the lake today. I saw it with my own eyes. Why are you still with this murderer?”

Jane’s frustration grew. She had reached her limit with Melissa’s false accusations and insinuations. Threateningly, Jane asserted, “Melissa, I came to the police station to provide a statement, just like you. Don’t label me a murderer, or I’ll sue you for defamation!”

But Melissa was resolute, responding, “I saw it happen with my own eyes. How can that be defamation?”

She then turned to the police chief, questioning, “Jane is the murderer. How can you release her? Why don’t you put her in jail?”

The police chief found himself at a loss for words. Patrick’s fiancée had just been accused of being a killer by his own cousin. It was a strange and perplexing situation.

Patrick intervened, his tone icy as he said, “Enough, Melissa. The police will uncover the truth. I don’t want to hear any rumors about Jane until the truth comes to light.”

Undaunted, Melissa continued to press her accusations, and Florence voiced her disapproval. Both women urged Patrick to stay with them, but he had his own agenda.

Morton was left unsettled by Patrick’s stern gaze, and as Florence watched Patrick’s emotionless demeanor, resentment festered within her. She couldn’t fathom why Patrick was treating her with such detachment. She loved him deeply but seemed to pale in comparison to Jane. Her bitterness grew as she pondered this injustice.

“Why can’t I compare to Jane? Why is she still alive? Not only is she breathing, but she also walked out of the police station unscathed.”

Florence clenched her fists and seethed, “You’ll pay for this, Jane. I won’t let you get away with it!”