The Unfaithful Mr. Scott novel (Eugene and Melanie)

Chapter 349

Melanie gripped her phone. “I’m going out to take this call.”

With that, she took her phone and left the villa.

The ringing continued. The call was an unknown number from Hearth City, but Melanie could guess who it was.

Recently, she had received calls from Hearth City every day. At first, it was Dylan, but after Melanie blacklisted her, the calls came from a different number every time.

She had a pile of messages from different numbers now. They were either scolding her for being an unfilial daughter or begging her to answer the phone. The latest message was a threat, saying she would regret it if she did not answer the phone.

Melanie picked up the call. After a moment of silence, George’s sinister voice came across the receiver. “Melanie, you finally picked up the phone.”

“I told Dylan not to contact me again.”

George sneered. “If you don’t want to contact her, so be it, but she’s your mother. Why shouldn’t she try to call you? Don’t you care about your mother?”

Melanie interrupted coldly when she heard his voice. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up now

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another five hundred thousand dollars!” George quickly growled at her. “You have so much money, anyway. I heard that you’re still keeping that old fart in the hospital? If you ask me, that’s just a waste of money! It’s only a matter of time before he does. Why don’t you just give the money

Melanie’s eyes grew. She

not care about the money she had transferred to Dylan last time, and she did not want to investigate if Dylan was lying to her. She only hoped that Dylan would keep her word and

that Dylan had been

asking questions and just pay

you, how much will you ask for next time?” Melanie’s expression did not change. She did not even

told them all about what had happened, and the

her, “Before I came here, I saw that there’s a famous grilled fish restaurant in Jepton. It’s in the north of the city.

food, but she had heard Yana talk about it before.

she did not expect this meal to

was an old district, and it was not as well–developed as the south of the city. She was a little surprised

she was from the north of the city and turned his nose

Simon’s eyes, a backward old town was no different from a slum.

for once, he did not come over to pick a fight. Instead, he turned and went into the soup

the grilled fish shop. The fish there was