Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 190 A Conversation

The caller was Jennifer.

Without hesitation, Monica answered, “Hello, Miss Fox. Her voice sounded respectful and gentle, as it always did.

“Stanley took Melinda to Navelie. Did you know about it?” Jennifer sighed on the other end of the line

Surprised. Monica replied, “I didn’t know. I only knew he handed his work over to Max. Her heart pricked at the thought. Did they go to Navelie? To the castle estate?

Then, she heard Jennifer’s voice again. “Monica, why don’t you stay at Repulse Bay tonight? Come over for dinner. There are many things I want to talk to you about.”

Monica’s heart was filled with anxiety, unsure of what Jennifer wanted to discuss. Would Jennifer try to persuade her to give up? But she could only agree. “Okay.”

“I won’t disturb you at work anymore. You can go back to your tasks.” Jennifer hung up the phone.

In the elegantly decorated office, Monica sat down in the chair, holding her phone and being lost in contemplation. She had no idea what Jennifer’s stance was. What did she want to talk to her about? Was she going to apologize? Was she going to ask her to give up Stanley?

No… She couldn’t do that. She couldn’t bear to be separated from Stanley! Only death could part them!

on the door and entered with a file in his hand.

and quickly returned to

us for cooperation. After evaluating various aspects, they believe this project has great

she looked up at him. “Did Mr. Fox say that during his absence, all

handles the major matters himself. You can call or email him for thosenovelxo.com fast update. For smaller matters, you can handle them. There’s

Bother him?

take a country woman on a trip but having to deal with work

that Melinda was bad and would

handing

matters.

sensed her

him leave, Monica felt her mood worsen. Since

uneasy.

Night fell.

branches, and stars sparkled in the sky. It was a peaceful

plants were covered with a layer of moonlight. Some blooming flowers appeared even more vibrant as they collectively

only selected the recipes herself but also supervised the cooking. “No garlic for

mask or gloves, it was as if she had removed her shackles. She could finally wear

which looked sumptuous, but Jennifer had little appetite. What was wrong? She pondered for a moment