The Unfaithful Mr. Scott

Awkwardness filled the air. Viola bit her lip and did not dare to lift her head. She knew Peyton was an important client of the branch company in Prime City, and Eugene came personally to get the contract signed.

Eugene seemed to be pondering something. A smirk appeared on Evelyn’s face. Her mockery was obvious as she looked at Viola and asked, “Miss Shaw, do you have anything to say?”

“|...” Viola looked at Eugene with a pitiful and aggrieved gaze. Eugene lifted his head and looked at Evelyn, who had a smug smile on her face. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a

clear voice.

Melanie stood up with a smile and lifted the wine glass before her. Looking at Viola, she said, Ms. Taylor, Viola is my assistant. She's indeed an intern. But because my hand was injured upon coming to Prime City, | asked her to help me.

Her genuine smile never faded as she spoke with sincerity, “If there’s anything we’ve done that might have offended you and Miss Shue, let me apologize to you on behalf of my assistant.”

After Melanie spoke, she finished the glass of wine.

Peyton's perception of Melanie seemed to have changed as her gaze revealed a tint of other emotion, but it faded quickly. It was almost unnoticeable.

LeapCo was indeed the best business partner she could get. Thus, she accepted Melanie’s apology with a slight nod. She signaled to get on with business.

Before everyone started talking about business, Viola glanced at Melanie for a second before retracting her gaze. She was clenching the hem of her shirt.

Melanie put down the empty glass and happened to see Viola’s gaze. She said calmly, “Viola, go get some wine from outside.” Viola froze. There was no wine outside. Melanie was just trying to get her to leave.

Clenching her teeth, she did not answer.

However, Eugene looked at her and said, “Be good. Go out first.”

Viola was startled this time, and even Melanie could not believe her ears as she glanced at

them.

Viola had no choice but to walk out of the door in grief, tears shimmering in her eyes.

Peyton was less annoyed now that Viola was gone. Melanie took the opportunity to bring the topic to the cooperation.

She was good at speaking and naturally brought the topic back.

It was just that her seat was far from them, which made things a little inconvenient. Thus, she sat beside Eugene.

Melanie had drunk some wine. When she sat closer, the pungent smell of alcohol assailed Eugene.

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His hand on the wine glass froze as he looked at her.

Melanie subconsciously thought he was displeased with her sitting beside him. She could only whisper in a voice that both of them could hear, “Sitting here is more convenient. It isn’t appropriate for me to change seats.”

After she spoke, she went to get some tissues. However, Eugene was about to put down his glass, and their arms bumped. Melanie quickly retracted her arm and casually continued to talk to Peyton.

However, Peyton seemed uninterested. After Melanie was done, Peyton asked Eugene, “When are you planning to return to Jepton?”

Melanie was about to take back the document she wanted to hand Peyton. It seemed that Peyton was not interested in listening to what she had to say.

“Why do you have to deal with the things here? Is it because the people beside you are useless and can’t even manage a branch company?” Peyton glanced at Melanie.

“When | returned, | called Stella. She wants you to return home soon,” said Peyton as she glanced at Melanie. “Stella said Miss Smith is someone you taught yourself. She can handle everything in Prime City, can’t she?”