The Unfaithful Mr. Scott

“Hmm? Why didn’t | hear you mention this before?” Yana was curious. Instead of answering, Melanie asked, “Are the meeting materials ready? We'll need them later.”

Yana’s attention was immediately diverted, and she began preparing the documents.

When the meeting ended around ten o’clock, Melanie had just come out of the meeting room when she saw Viola standing outside. She thought Viola was there to use the meeting room and turned to

leave, but then Viola called out to her. Melanie stopped in her tracks. “What’s the matter?”

“|...” Viola bit her lip and then looked at her with eager eyes. “Melanie, didn’t you promise to tell me the chairman’s preferences yesterday?”

Melanie had not expected her to ask her about this and paused for a moment before replying, “Now is not a good time.” It was still working hours, and Melanie had just finished the meeting with a pile of unorganized documents in her hands.

However, Viola thought Melanie was deliberately making excuses and immediately grew dissatisfied. Still, she reminded Melanie gently, “Melanie, perhaps you aren’t able to get along well with the chairman. But don’t worry, I'll be sure to remember his preferences.”

Melanie understood what she was implying, but she was genuinely busy at the moment and did not bother.

“If you really want to know about the chairman’s and his wife’s preferences, it would be better for you to ask Eugene directly.”

Viola’s expression turned unpleasant. Melanie's words seemed to have deliberately touched on her sore spot. No matter how she hinted at the man, he did not show any intention of taking her home.

However, she quickly adjusted her expression and looked at Melanie with a hint of grievance and sadness as she whispered, “Eugene is too busy. He asked me to ask you. He said you know everything and that | should come to you for anything | don’t understand.”

Melanie paused. “Come find me during lunch break. “|

True to her enthusiasm for any matters relating to Eugene, Viola came to Melanie right on the dot with a smile on her face. “Melanie, let's have lunch together!”

Melanie knew she was in a hurry, so she just responded with an indifferent hum.

Yana had been waiting for Melanie, and when she noticed Viola approaching her, she guessed they had something to discuss. So, she bade Melanie farewell before leaving with the others.

“You've got a pretty good network, Melanie,” Viola commented. Her words seemed intentionally Chapter 166

directed at Melanie since everyone at LeapCo knew Melanie was known for being stern and impartial. She had very few good relationships with people because of this.

Melanie had been eating at the company cafeteria recently. Viola looked at the ordinary employee meals and frowned. “Melanie, how about I treat you to a meal outside? There’s a popular restaurant nearby.”

Melanie declined, “I’m good.”

“| know you're in a bit of a special situation now, but you shouldn’t neglect yourself,” Viola frowned as she whispered.

She appeared cautious, as if afraid that others might overhear their conversation. This created an overly intimate atmosphere.

However, Melanie stepped back slightly and said calmly, “Stop wasting time. It’s none of my business whether you want to please the chairman or marry into Eugene’s family. No need to flaunt it in front

of me.”

Melanie did not lower her voice when she said that. Although there were not many people around, a few overheard what she just said. Viola did not expect Melanie to be so direct.

She looked flustered but also pale as she awkwardly looked at Melanie. “Melanie, why are you saying that?”

“Is there anything wrong with what | said?” Melanie’s emotions remained unchanged. She was already taller than Viola, and with high heels on, she appeared even more imposing.

She lowered her gaze and looked at Viola. “Viola, what right do you think you have to behave so smugly in front of me when you're relying on that card Eugene gave you?”

Melanie’s words left Viola white as a sheet. She bit her lip, staring at Melanie as if she had just uttered something extremely humiliating.

Melanie looked away and turned to leave. Viola did not follow her, and Melanie paid it no need. She had made herself clear.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.