The Unfaithful Mr. Scott novel (Eugene and Melanie)

Chapter 419

Melanie’s first encounter with Eugene had been quite awkward. Her grandfather’s accident had forced her to spend all her time in the hospital. As a young woman who had just started college, she did not know much about anything.

She was running around in a panic, hoping to bring some justice for her grandfather.

However, compensation from the driver responsible for the accident was not forthcoming. Despite her grandfather’s job as an educator, his savings were not substantial. He had already set aside funds for Melanie’s college education. There was not much left.

She could not delay the payment of the hospital fees. Besides, with her grandfather recovering from surgery and in a weakened state, he needed proper care.

Even with Melanie working part–time after classes every day, the money needed was still far from enough. During that period, Melanie was like a person made of iron, resting only five hours a day. The prolonged stress had her nerves stretched to the limit.

One day, caught in a sudden downpour, she clumsily sought shelter while dressed in a cumbersome mascot costume. When she looked up, she met the gaze of a tall and handsome young man. Before she could apologize, she met his indifferent eyes.

Melanie’s mind. She could not describe the emotions she felt at that time. It was as if the

abruptly came to an end as Melanie closed her eyes. She could feel the

disappeared. The murmurs from the back seat continued, and Melanie fished out her phone. Just as she unlocked it, she received a message from

she sent her reply, they had already reached the

the flower bed at the entrance of the company were a few men who

crouching on the

head of the branch said, “It’s them. They wait here every day, and when the police show up, they run away. Even if they get caught, it

jaw tightened, and after a moment of silence, she asked, “Did George

Instead, it was Theodore who said somewhat

anxiously, “What do these people even want by coming to the company’s

rumor going around that Mr. Scott is related to them somehow. They

stiffened slightly when she heard a cold sneer from the back seat. Voice cold and deep,

dare

and tentatively asked, “Melanie, since these people are your father’s friends, haven’t you explained things to him? What kind of relationship could there even be between them