The Unfaithful Mr. Scott novel (Eugene and Melanie)

Chapter 476

While she was focused on comparing data, Xander knocked on the door and entered. This study was practically Melanie’s private space. Everyone had to knock before they entered.

Melanie looked up. “What’s up?”

Xander placed a small box in front of Melanie. “I went to see Cameron today. He asked me to give this to you.”

Melanie paused. The box contained Blue Inc’s newest product series. She had casually mentioned her interest in it the last time she saw Cameron.

“He’s quite considerate.”

The moment she said that, a book was placed in front of her. Xander looked at her with a lowered gaze. “Stop looking at the computer. Come out for a break. Oliver and the others suggested going out for dinner tonight,” he said in a deep voice.

Melanie readily agreed to the suggestion but proceeded to usher him out after that. “I still have to discuss matters with Carla next week. I need to finish this proposal.”

Familiar with that tone, Xander’s brows furrowed imperceptibly before he left.

While everything was peaceful on Melanie’s side, things were not going well elsewhere.

matters worse, they encountered traffic on their way back to LeapCo. Mason had invited her out unplanned today, so Viola lied and said she had a client meeting in

among her colleagues that Eugene’s grandfather was in the

“Eugene’s grandfather

secretary’s office was not good. Her work was subpar, and her temper was not great either. She acted as though she was the boss‘ wife. She frequently arrived late and left early, often delegating

sarcastically, “Why don’t you know that Mr. Scott’s grandfather is here? Thinking about it,

did not hear anything. After all, Viola had not been in the secretary’s office for long, and no one had been forced to work

naturally caught the sarcasm in Yana’s words, but she could not be bothered. In her mind, she was

her appearance and went to the pantry to

indeed not there as he had a

adjusted her voice to be gentler. “Mr. Henry,

he

a gentle and amiable old man. However, when he opened his eyes, there was no

was momentarily at a loss for words.

on his cane, Henry looked at her and asked, “Who are you?”

stammered, “I–I’m Mr. Scott’s

secretary, why are you calling me Mr.