Jeffrey's pupils contracted slightly, his tone dripping with sarcasm as he said, "Nathan, it seems you've been single for too long and have forgotten what it means to have fun." The childish competitiveness between men left Melanie helpless. She didn't want to stay there any longer and stood up decisively. "I'll go to the restroom. You guys can continue chatting." As she walked away, the confrontation between Jeffrey and Nathan became even more intense. "Was the person from last night deliberately arranged by you?" Jeffrey asked, but his tone was certain. "What are you talking about, President Morgan? What person?" There was a smile in Nathan's eyes, but his face was tense. Jeffrey sneered, "Why beat around the bush? Between you and me, is there any use for lies?" "What, are you feeling sorry now?" Nathan stood up sinisterly, looking directly into Jeffrey's scrutinizing gaze. "Why didn't you show up last night, then? And why this melodrama today? Are you trying to protect h
As the car arrived at Marina Heights, Melanie got out of the car, paying attention to the movements behind her. Jeffrey's car started as soon as she stepped into her home. He went past the flower bed and quickly left. He didn't stay. It didn’t matter. Melanie reassured herself while shaking her head. She then took a shower and went to bed. As she tossed and turned, her mother's call came. "Melanie, are you asleep?" "Not yet... What's wrong?" Melanie asked, thinking her mother knew about her concealed health condition. "I'm about to board the plane. I'll be home tomorrow at noon. Can you drop by then? I have something to tell you," Eliza said. "What happened?" Melanie asked anxiously, thinking her mother knew about her health condition. "I heard you're going to Medonia for the Angle family’s centennial celebration?" Her mother was concerned about this matter. "Yes, Mom. How did you know?" Melanie was surprised; she hadn't told anyone after learning about it from Elder
Three days later, Eliza received a letter in the dusty mailbox, asking her to go to Heart Cafe. On that afternoon, Eliza dressed up and arrived at the cafe. Soon, she recognized an exceptionally elegant old lady with gray hair. They confirmed each other's identity with agreed-upon tokens and then took seats across from each other. "I never thought that after so many years, you would still respond to my letter." Eliza looked at the old lady with gratitude. "I and your mother-in-law were the best of friends. Although we rarely saw each other in the last few years before her passing due to distance, since she entrusted her son to me, I will protect you all until the day I die." The old lady, spirited and confident, said, "You don't need to be polite. Now, tell me, what do you need me to do?" "Thank you, Ms. Cece." Eliza sighed with emotion. "My daughter wants to attend the Angle family’s centennial celebration of the Yorks... I knew that sooner or later, this day would come if I
After hanging up the phone, Jeffrey felt helpless for a long time. He called William and instructed him, "Find a reliable person to go meet her tomorrow on my behalf..." He had no interest in dealing with this girl’s matter. "Understood." William also found Madam Morgan’s request somewhat strange but promptly hung up to look for a bodyguard from Morgan Group’s security team. Tomorrow’s meeting had to be a success. - The next afternoon, Melanie pushed open the door of the agreed-upon restaurant, holding a pink rose in her hand. Today, her mother suddenly acted mysterious on the phone, saying that she should come to this restaurant at this time with a token to meet someone. Furthermore, this person would secretly protect her during her trip to Medonia. As long as she met him, everything would be clear. This was what Madam Morgan had personally instructed Eliza yesterday, saying that she would tell her grandson how important this was. Madam Morgan also said that as long as t
"Mr. Grant?" Melanie looked at Grant, feeling for the first time that his appearance was timely. "I just finished having dinner with a friend and saw someone that looked like you. I didn’t expect it to really be you!" Grant exclaimed with joy. "Who are you?" Grant turned to look at the man across from Melanie, who had his mouth full of food. Without waiting for the man to speak, Melanie stood up and said, "You enjoy your meal; I've already paid the bill. Goodbye." She then grabbed Grant and left. Grant pondered the awkward atmosphere at the table and couldn’t resist asking, "Melanie, were you on a blind date?" "How is that possible?" Melanie scolded him. "But you guys seemed awkward, and you even arranged to have a meal together..." Grant still had doubts. "Only he ate; I didn't eat a thing," Melanie replied irritably, not understanding her mother's intentions. "That's great!" Unexpectedly, Grant beside her exclaimed, "You must be hungry, then. I'll take you to eat
Seeing the anticipation for compliments in Cyrus’ eyes, Melanie smiled and said, "I naturally have confidence in you, master. It seems we'll have to walk quite a distance!" Cyrus laughed heartily. "You’re smart!" They had just neared the first gate when several men approached from the opposite direction, bowing respectfully from a distance. "Elder Gibson! I didn’t expect you to come too..." Cyrus was surrounded by people who exchanged pleasantries with him, while Melanie stood on the outskirts, observing the surroundings. At this moment, a woman's voice came from behind Melanie. She sounded surprised and disdainful. "Isn't that Melanie? Long time no see!" Melanie turned around and unexpectedly found that it was Olivia. Not far behind Olivia, her mother carried bags of gifts and was registering with the York family’s servants at the gate. They were at the first gate. "You came empty-handed!" Olivia looked at Melanie with disdain. Noticing her empty hands, Olivia thought Me
"Well, speaking of it, Elder Gibson is really a strange person. He never got married despite being featured in all those interviews and reports! The Gibsons have such a huge business empire, and they wouldn’t have anyone to pass on to." Lavender clicked her tongue in regret."He must have been emotionally scarred," Olivia speculated confidently. "But finding a man who never marries in his life is indeed rare. Because he has no wife or children around, my dad doesn't know what gift to give him..."Lavender and her daughter walked hand in hand, asking the servants of the York family who were registering the guests. Most people attending this event had ulterior motives. The servant, unperturbed, replied, " Elder Gibson has already arrived." Lavender’s and Olivia’s eyes lit up simultaneously, and they asked in unison, "Where is he?" "He just went upstairs!" The servant pointed upward. "He must be near to the estate by now." Lavender and Olivia hurriedly looked up. There were quit
"Yes, it's her." Melanie nodded without hesitation. Lavender and Olivia instantly turned red. "Uh... you must have misunderstood us. We weren't talking about you..." Lavender quickly explained. "Is that so?" Cyrus put his arms behind his back. "Then who were you talking about? I'm curious. Is there someone else dressed more like a beggar than me?" With such self-deprecating humor, Cyrus left Lavender and Olivia almost choking on their words, not knowing how to please him. "Elder Gibson, a person with great moral stature like you should overlook mistakes of less moral stature like us. We actually came here today to see you. Since you're often not at home, we didn't have a chance to visit." Lavender quickly sought an escape. However, Cyrus didn't buy her story. He snorted and turned away. Taking advantage of the situation, Melanie pointedly said, "So, you mean you came today to give a gift to the York family, not because you want to attend the Angle family’s centennial cele