"Speak."Jeffrey's tone was impatient."I heard Michael's party is still going on, and his company has been bought. The original team is intact, except for Michael. Does President Morgan know about this?" Melanie asked casually, assessing Jeffrey's expression.Jeffrey's eyes showed no emotion, "What do you want to say?""I'm sure you know that Jones Enterprise is currently looking for a suitable manufacturing partner for the perfume line. I'd like to know who acquired Michael's factory." Melanie probed.Jeffrey looked up, his gaze intense. "Can't Jones Enterprise handle this on its own? I can't assist."Melanie pursed her lips, then changed the subject, "Do you know what brand of perfume you're using, President Morgan?"Jeffrey looked at her, his eyes showing increased impatience.Without waiting for his answer, she went on, "I caught scents like ambergris, bergamot, and cedarwood in your perfume. But pricier doesn't always mean better; it's crucial to pick one that suits you."
"Oh, right. Uncle Jeffrey," Melanie called out, subconsciously adjusting her robe to avoid any exposure.Jeffrey set aside his tablet and looked up at her. Was she fond of addressing him as Uncle Jeffrey? Well, he’ll let that slide.The woman a few steps away still had wet hair. Her face was bare. She seemed more charming than her daytime appearance with makeup, but he remained guarded.His Adam's apple moved sharply, and he pursed his lips. Jeffrey turned his wheelchair and manipulated something with his fingers on the armrest. There was a swish behind him.Melanie turned in surprise to see a door opening in the wall behind her."What's that?" she instinctively asked.But Jeffrey didn't answer. He controlled the wheelchair and disappeared behind the door, which promptly closed.Melanie opened her mouth but didn't get a response. She went out of the bedroom and looked at the adjacent room. Melanie asked the servant in the corridor, "What is this place?""Madam, that is th
Melanie worked on her computer, tweaking the perfume development plan. At some point, tiredness took over, and she dozed off on the sofa. The next morning, she woke up to hear that Jeffrey had already left for work after finishing breakfast.Melanie got ready quickly and checked the stock market, pleased to see a sea of red for West Corp. Though she had made it known that the engagement would be called off, Bryan had been too overwhelmed to try to appease her. That suited her well, allowing her to focus on the perfume development.Heading to Jones Enterprise, Melanie instructed Mr. Lincoln to gather the top executives for a meeting to discuss the revised plan. However, the meeting was interrupted by Daniel and Lena.Lena, with innocent, bare-faced makeup, entered the room and bowed deeply, her voice trembling with a feigned apology, "I'm here today to apologize to all of you. My actions had a negative impact on the company. I'm sorry-""You're overthinking it," Melanie coldly
"Who are you?"Daniel stood in front of Lena to protect his daughter but his arm was forcefully held by the bodyguards, causing him to wince in pain."We're sent by Mr. Brooks. Your daughter knows him," the sinister bodyguard declared."Michael Brooks?"Both Daniel and the shareholders present were stunned. Michael Brooks has been mentioned in multiple discussions in Jones Enterprise recently and Lena never mentioned knowing him. They wouldn't have gone through the trouble of seeking invitations to his party otherwise.Lena cowered in the background, her eyes filled with fear.Having subdued Daniel, the bodyguard behind him quickly advanced. He grabbed Lena and pulled her to the door. He stood in front of the shareholders in the conference room and the employees watching the commotion outside and shouted, "Lena disguised herself and infiltrated Mr. Brooks' party. She seduced Mr. Brooks first but attacked him at the party. How evil and detestable! Mr. Brooks has ordered us to ta
Melanie had a plan. When she returned to the dressing room, she found the gown and shoes labeled with her name and inspected the dress inside and out. However, she didn't find anything amiss.Melanie tried it on and felt nothing wrong, so she left.Only after seeing her in that dress did two women in the shadows breathe a sigh of relief and start talking."Do you think tampering with her dress was just loosening the shoulder straps or something?""I'm not that basic!"Another woman's voice, with a touch of arrogance, chuckled, "I stuck a nail in her shoe!""A nail? Won't she notice it quickly? What if she changes it before reaching the banquet hall?""I did it quite skillfully. I guarantee she'll feel the power of the nail bit by bit. It won't pierce the sole until it's time to dance. Then, let's see if Melanie can still be proud!" The woman triumphantly declared.Just as Jeffrey exited the elevator, he overheard the women's sinister plot. He narrowed his eyes, recalling th
"Lady Grace, Miss Jones is also one of our invited guests. You can't just..."The staff found themselves in a dilemma, sweating nervously."What? Can't handle it? Who is she anyway? I've never even seen her. She’s a nobody! If you can't solve this, I'll go home. I'll make your socialite gala lose its glamor!" Grace threatened.Several staff members noted that the gala would begin soon. Without a choice, they approached and asked Melanie, "Miss Jones, it's rather embarrassing but could you please change into another gown?"Looking at Grace's exquisite off-white gown in the dressing room, Melanie pretended to sigh reluctantly.After a pause, she said, "I understand your predicament. If it weren't for the importance of the gala, I wouldn't have given in to her whims.""What are you talking about? I want your clothes now! Take them off!" Grace insisted.Beside her, her butler discreetly tugged at her sleeve, reminding her in a hushed tone, "Lady Grae, it’s not good to make a commoti
Just then, the host exclaimed, "Let's give a warm welcome to the fashionably late—Mr. Stephen Morgan!""Welcome to the International Socialites Gala!"All eyes turned to the entrance as a tall and imposing man entered the scene. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist. The custom-tailored suit he wore accentuated his perfect form.Morgan Group was a renowned international corporation led by Madam Morgan, who also chaired the gala. The Morgans rarely made public appearances. Stephen's unexpected presence added an exciting twist to this year's high-society event.The glamorous ladies in attendance were stirred up. Some who already had dance partners hastily abandoned them, eager to approach Stephen.Stephen, however, ignored the ladies vying for his attention and headed straight for Melanie. When he reached her, he extended a gentlemanly hand and said, "Miss Jones, would you care to dance?""Woah!"A small ripple of surprise echoed through the crowd. Stephen's arrival turned o
"Ugh."A sudden groan escaped Melanie's lips.Her left foot began to lose strength and her dance steps, guided by the man opposite her, were no longer as smooth as before.Melanie discreetly observed the two waitstaff, noting the delight on their faces. She knew her earlier assumptions were right.Lost in her thoughts, she failed to notice the man beside her furrowing his brows.His sturdy arms supported her, yet her left foot grew weaker with each step. Despite the hall's moderate temperature, small beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.He watched as the woman, despite evident discomfort, made every effort to match his dance steps. His gaze intensified.Just moments ago, he had contemplated spinning her around. But now as he gazed at her face, the curve of her mouth stirred his heart.With another turn in sync with the music, his Adam's apple bobbed and he lifted Melanie in a smooth movement."What are you doing?" Melanie said, shocked.The man must be insane! There are s