The side door of Jeffrey's office opened, and the staff from the assistant department hastily escorted Isla out, as if they were afraid of being discovered by Melanie. Two assistants even purposely followed Isla, shielding her from Melanie’s sight... Melanie sneered inwardly. A meeting? And Isla was attending, too? She smirked when she glanced at the menu again. All the dishes she ordered were his favorites. Melanie's lips curled with a touch of coldness. With a flash in her eyes, she decisively picked up her phone and dialed the restaurant’s number. "Hello, has my order been started?" "Madam, your order is ready for delivery. It will arrive in about ten minutes," the waiter replied politely. "Please include some extra condiment packets," Melanie said nonchalantly. "Sure. May I ask what flavor you prefer?" "I love the spicy flavor. The insanely spicy one," Melanie pronounced each word decisively. "Alright. I'll add some extra chili oil for you," the waiter responded, sl
Melanie pursed her lips, refusing to respond. Jeffrey went around the table, and approached her. "I've just started a major project with Romero Corporation, and you know how scheming Luis can be. So, I need to keep a close eye on it, which might make me a bit busier." Melanie took a step back and maintained her distance, still not saying a word. "Is there anything else you want to know?" Jeffrey's eyes remained fixed on her face. "No," she stubbornly replied. Jeffrey didn't press further, and continued looking at her. He spoke slowly. "Earlier, the project team from Romero Corporation sent a few professional architects here. Isla came along with them." "Is that so?" Melanie raised her eyebrows. Although they came together, they didn’t leave together. "You didn't see them?" Jeffrey asked. "Why would I pay attention to them?" Melanie denied. Jeffrey's lips curled up into a knowing smile. "It seems like you haven't vented enough. Should I drink the rest of the soup?" "
Jeffrey looked at the clever woman before him, his eyes twinkling. Clearly, it was a provocation. Why was he so willing to go along with it? "I didn't mention it casually. Morgan Group’s advertising department is already working overtime on the proposal. It will be ready by tomorrow, and you can check it then. If you are dissatisfied with the conditions, feel free to suggest changes," Jeffrey said. Melanie smiled. "Sure. Well then, President Morgan. Please bring the proposal to Jones Enterprise at ten tomorrow. We can discuss it together." "No problem,” Jeffrey agreed. He and turned to instruct William to add this meeting to tomorrow's schedule, emphasizing its importance. William, stunned, touched his own chin. In front of his wife, Jeffrey willingly played the role of an intern delivering proposals. It was truly eye-opening. Having vented her anger, Melanie decided it was time to let Jeffrey focus on his work. She didn’t say anything more, and asked the driver to take her h
Melanie pursed her lips. Jeffrey was indeed eloquent and sharp-minded. "Every coin has two sides," Melanie succinctly countered. She then turned to her colleagues in the meeting room and said, "Starting today, let's all focus our energy. I'm planning a perfume exhibition soon, capitalizing on the popularity of 'Siberian Butterfly.' The location is yet to be decided. During the exhibition, all the perfumes we're currently promoting will be showcased. I need everyone to contribute ideas for the exhibition plan." In just one day, "Siberian Butterfly" had already stirred up a wave of anticipation online. Industry experts, having smelled the samples in Cyrus’s hands, didn't hesitate to praise it. Even the general consumers were eagerly anticipating it. Capitalizing on this momentum, Melanie intended to position it as the flagship perfume of Jones Enterprise. She would have to ramp up her promotional efforts. "Yes," the members of the Perfume Department responded in unison. Melan
On the stairs, Leo's subordinate cautiously asked, "Mr. York, are you planning to make Melanie happy tonight with this event? Are you hoping she’ll agree after you talk about the sponsorship of her perfume?" Leo neither confirmed nor denied this. The subordinate was puzzled. "But don’t you just want to have more opportunities to get close to her and make her happy by sponsoring the perfume she created? Isn't that too indirect?" Leo glanced sharply at him. "How many times have I said that Grandfather's instructions need careful consideration? If he arranges for me to get close to Melanie in such an indirect way, how can I aggressively pursue her? If I mess up, I'll be handing over the Yorks’ business to Harlow on a silver platter!" "Yes, Mr. York. It’s my mistake." The subordinate bowed his head. "In the future, speak less nonsense and use your brain more!" Leo descended the stairs and looked toward Melanie, who was chatting with others. "Being a bit indirect has its benef
"Before the banquet, the duke and the young master of the Yorks had a long conversation on the second floor. Could this be related to Mr. York?" The astute personal butler analyzed the situation for Grace. "I've heard that during the centennial celebration at the Yorks’ residence, he helped Melanie. Maybe he’s interested in her? And it seems that Old Master York tacitly approves..." "Are you suggesting that Leo wants to pursue Melanie? And that he specifically asked Father to create opportunities for him? This is outrageous!" Grace said angrily, suppressing her voice. "The duke is currently working hard to gain the support of the Yorks. It's not impossible that he is catering to Leo's demands at the moment," the butler continued. Grace clenched her fists and ground her teeth. "I absolutely cannot let Melanie be with Leo!" "If Melanie leaves Jeffrey because of Mr. York, wouldn't that be a good thing for you?" the butler asked in confusion. Wouldn't Grace be able to take adva
Surrounded by a mix of genuine and insincere compliments, Duke Wilhelm casually dealt with them while carefully observing Leo's expression. After a while, as the flattering individuals dispersed, Melanie seized the opportunity to express her doubts. "Duke Wilhelm, I feel both honored and perplexed to receive your invitation to tonight's birthday banquet. Could you clarify something for me?" Duke Wilhelm chuckled. At a time like this, he would say whatever pleased Melanie. "My daughter Grace offended you before. Since I'm hosting friends from Harbor City tonight, it's only natural to invite you as well. Consider it my way of apologizing on her behalf." "You’re too kind." A sharp glint flashed in Melanie's eyes, and she thought of a plan. "I just saw Miss Grace at the banquet, and she seemed quite interested in the card I wrote. Perhaps she spoke well of me in front of you, making you appreciate my creativity?" Duke Wilhelm squinted his eyes, and subtly clenched his fist. Melan
“President Morgan?” Leo turned around, and saw the extraordinary figure of Jeffrey standing directly next to Melanie. He couldn't help but cough a few times involuntarily. "So, Jones Enterprise has already decided to cooperate with Morgan Group?" Leo asked Melanie again. Melanie nodded, smiling. "Although the cooperation hasn't been finalized, Morgan Group’s proposal is indeed impressive." "President Morgan, you’re indeed ahead of the curve. No wonder Morgan Group stands out in the vast business world," Leo said.Leo’s words carried mockery, but Jeffrey didn't mind. He picked up his wine glass and said with a smile, "Mr. York, you’re too kind. I just understand better than the average person when and with whom to seize opportunities." "Cough...cough..." Jeffrey spoke provokingly, but Leo didn't back down. He smiled with a touch of malice."President Morgan, who do you want to seize? Oh! By the way, I heard that President Romero came from the Medonia to Harbor City a few d