Patricia kicked off her shoes as she walked into her room, slamming the door angrily behind her. She let out an ear splitting scream, freeing her hair from the updo she combed through it violently with her fingers.

"You've got to be kidding me, how lucky could that bitch be? I mean what the hell are the fucking odds?" She huffed.

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To think she was relieved she had gotten rid if that damned actress, she real was a weed. No matter how many times she tried to get rid of her she would just keep coming back. Honestly she should have just killed her then. Why did she think Jessie would actually be living a life of horror somewhere? That woman was excessively lucky.

And off all the damn people, Jason Kang? This was beyond rivalry and professional hate. Jessie had a bad habit of placing her hands on things that belonged to her.

"It's too bad right? It must really suck always losing to me. I mean you're the Fiancee but I'm still the woman Jason chose.'

Patricia grabbed both sides of her hair and screamed again. This can't be happening, right?

'And what did you say? Servicing him? Jason is a perfect gentleman, he hasn't once touched me why? Because I don't want him to, recently the only words that come out of his that delicious mouth of his is 'I love you'. I don't even know what to do with his feelings. Do you know he even told me, 'Patricia may be my fiancee but you're the one I love' do you?'

Out of frustration she picked up her hair brush and threw it at her mirror, the entire thing shattered and she stared at her broken reflection. This wouldn't do, like hell she would just sit back and let Jessie ruin all her hard work.

The bitch even had the guts to find her and hurt her. Patricia unconsciously touched her skin and hair. Shuddering as she remembered what happened in the spa almost two months ago. She was in the hospital for almost three weeks and for the first time in her life she had to wear hair extensions.

"What is this? Did something happen after I left?" George asked as he inspected her room and disheveled state.

"Do you not know how to knock?" She asked him roughly.

He pursed his lips, "I did, you probably didn't hear me through all that screaming. Besides if I had waited would you have opened the door?" He asked.

"Of course not, because I want to be alone. Get out!" She screamed at him.

"No no no neice. Don't dismiss me so easily, best not to cross any boundaries." He warned her clearly.

"Oh fuck you" she cursed.

George's brow went up in slight amusement. "What is this? Something terrible must have really happened. Tell me!" He said shutting the door and walking in.

"What are you even doing here? Don't you have a house?" She sneered.

George's face remained impassive. "I could say the same thing for you." He said.

She rolled her eyes, "can you not see I want to be alone?" She asked.

"Alright fine, I'll get straight to the point. Do you remember the woman in the silver dress, with legs all the way to heaven." He smiled. "I want her number, ask Jason for it. You two seem to be getting along."

Patricia began to laugh hysterically, Goerge frowned as he stared at her. After a while she finally calmed down, wiping tears from her eyes she looked at him.

"That woman, was Jessie Marin." She stated bluntly.

George's brow furrowed and he stared at her with suspicion. "What do you mean by-"

"She is the actress Jessie Marin!" Patricia yelled interrupting him. "Did I stutter?"

Goerge frowned and his forehead creased in thought. The woman he had been searching for was the same one that wouldn't leave his thoughts all night? So all along she was with Jason Kang? He looked at Patricia scattered demeanor, 'that must be why she is so mad.'

"But wait a minute, you're telling me I had that woman in my auction house and I let her go?" He asked.

"What? All of a sudden you're asking me that? What happened to all the accusations and taunts about foolishly ruining the integrity of your business?" She sassed at him.

George's eyes darkened at her accusations. "Shut it." He said. "What are you going to do know? She's a liability, a loose end. She has to go."

"No" she shook her head. "I can't just let her die, she needs to pay for everything she did. That bitch was the one that attacked me in the spa, and I knew I wasn't hallucinating in that hospital." She said. "I was too lenient, she has to suffer."

"Are you a fool?" George said, snapping her out of her wicked thoughts. "Haven't you learnt anything? If you had just killed her the first time we wouldn't be discussing this right now."

"It's different now, I clearly underestimated her I won't do so again." She said.

George sighed, "like talking to a brick wall" he muttered. "So what? What are you going to do know? If I'm not mistaken, she's under Jason's protection, that must be why you're so mad." He stated bluntly.

And Patricia rolled her eyes, trust him to always be so sharp.

"I have more than one card under my sleeve, that's why I left so many loose ends in this case and it's time to tie them up." She said, with a sinister look in her eyes.

George looked at her with curiosity, "are you going to share?"

"Why should I? It would be more fun to watch it play out, besides won't you rather have her as your plaything than dead?" She asked.

"It would be a waste for someone with such a body to just die. But I'm wary of your plans" he said, and she glared at him. "Once bitten twice shy, why don't you tell me."

"Hmmm the only thing I can say is that it time for Jessie Marin to comeback to life."

Preview 154: Mister deductive.

Jessie was beginning to feel cornered and scared and she hated it. She hated feeling trapped, since she could not run there was only one more option.

She slammed her hands on the desk as well and stood up, looking him right in the eyes. "What are you trying to do? Are you that affected that I went to your brother? I mean are you jealous of Jonathan?" She huffed.