The Unfaithful Mr. Scott

As time passed, Eugene stopped drinking coffee.

Melanie went into a daze at this memory.

Her relationship with Eugene back then was not as cold as it was now.

There was a time when she had treated him wholeheartedly and Eugene was also good to her. Evelyn froze when she heard Melanie’s reply. She felt that Melanie was humiliating her on purpose.

She looked unhappy, but a bright smile appeared on her face once more when she turned to look at Eugene. Her voice was sweet as she got straight to the point. “How about letting me work as your secretary for the next few days, Eugene? That’s the best way I can learn from ‘you.”

Evelyn sounded reasonable. Eugene glanced at her and said impassively, “My secretary?”

“Can't |?” Evelyn looked up at him with a pitiful look on her face. She said suggestively, Didn’t my mom ask you to take care of me? You can do anything you want with me.”

( Eugene looked at her coldly and replied nonchalantly, “No one brings two secretaries along with them.” “You can just fire Miss Smith.” Evelyn was tugging on Eugene’s sleeve. She was trying to make him agree to this.

Melanie stood there watching all of this. Evelyn was talking about her, but all Melanie could do was watch as she numbly waited for Eugene to answer.

Eugene frowned subtly. He glanced at Melanie from the corner of his eye and turned his gaze away quietly. Melanie noticed this, and her mind went blank.

Eugene might really fire her because of Evelyn.

If Eugene fired her now...

Melanie held her breath. The thought of her grandfather and Dylan made her palms feel numb.

However, it took only a few seconds for Eugene to coldly speak up, “Stop fooling around.”

He was saying this to Evelyn. He paused before continuing, “Miss Shue, you’re not in charge of LeapCo.” Evelyn's expression froze. She looked at Eugene with slight resentment but said nothing.

Even though she was not happy with Eugene’s answer, she knew that he would never change his mind about something he had already decided on.

Evelyn was reminded of what her mother said before leaving, so she continued to put up an obedient look. She brushed this off by being coquettish with Eugene.

Eugene replied to her with only a sentence each time they spoke. Melanie followed behind quietly like an invisible person.

When they got downstairs and were about to leave, Melanie stood at the side as she was not sure if she should get into the car. While she was hesitating, a familiar male voice suddenly called out to her. “Melanie Smith?”

Melanie turned and saw Xander walking toward her with a stoic expression.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

She was surprised, “What are you doing here?”

Xander had told her yesterday that he was still working at the exhibition.

“I'm here to look for inspiration.” His shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and there was Night blue paint on his wrist. It looked like he had been busy.

Melanie was about to ask if Xander needed something. After all, Xander did not seem like a person who would approach her for no reason.

Ashadow fell over her as Melanie caught a cool whiff of cedar. Eugene’s voice said coldly, “If you really want to get fired, you can be straight about it.”