I Became His Sweetheart by Bright Eyes

Chapter 325 Convicted

Melanie and the two policemen exchanged glances before smiling helplessly.

This lady wasn’t only blind, but also mentally disoriented. No wonder she got lost.

Melanie handed her identity card to the policemen, who checked and verified her identity before allowing her

to leave the police station.

Before she left, the blind lady clung onto Melanie’s arm, refusing to let go. The tears brimming in her eyes were genuine. Melanie almost couldn’t bear to leave.

“Madam,” Melanie tried to comfort her, “I need to leave right now. I’ll leave my phone number with you, and

you can contact me anytime.”

“Give me your number, I’ll memorize it,” the lady said, finally calming down.

Melanie recited her phone number to the old lady, who committed it to memory before finally allowing Melanie

to go.

After the interlude, Melanie focused all her attention on the perfume exhibition.

Mr. Smith was actively involved as well. They worked with employees of Morgan Group and Thousand Acre

Exhibitions to design and furnish the exhibition hall in two starkly different styles. The exterior of the exhibition

hall looked fiery and passionate, while the interior looked cold as ice. The zoomed-in photos that made up the

backdrop were thought-provoking.

Positioned at the most eye-catching position in the exhibition hall was the ‘Siberian Butterflies’ perfume that

wasn’t yet showcased to the world.

On the first day of the exhibition, Elder Gibson came without any warning. It came as a pleasant surprise to

Melanie.

accompanying me. Go be with your partners. I’ll look around by myself,” Elder Gibson said, trying to make Melanie

my

important? You pay me dividends

too, okay?” Elder

nodded, looking as if realization just dawned upon her. “So you do care about the

you! In that case,

she continued making small talk with guests who were interested in her fragrances. From the corner of

perfume together, and he should be

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he wasn’t staring at the perfume, but at

perfume display.

the mountains as she made potpourri by hand. Her hands are old and wrinkly, yet svelte

depth to this photo.

asked after standing

as he

trailed off with an uncontrollable tremor in

belongs to that old lady who lives in Mount Coloss. She was making potpourri when Mr. Smith took photos of her hands. Is something wrong?” Melanie

turned to leave. When he brushed past

eyes.

evoke memories of his loved one, who had

want her to pry further, so Melanie didn’t follow him and instead allowed him the space to

out at the entrance of the exhibition hall. Jeffrey

employees.

blocked off the paparazzi, who started swarming around him as he made

Melanie.

he’s here for you,” Jeffrey whispered into her ear by way

now,” Melanie

had expected this to happen, but he truly felt at ease when he heard her say that. “Do you

The effect that John and I both want won’t

things for me.”

Ruin things for her?

arched his brows, but did as he was told and walked through the crowd to

exhibition.

Melanie had expected, shortly after the hype that Jeffrey’s arrival created