Melanie followed him awkwardly. She wanted to break free from his grip, but considering the gazes of the two hosts behind her, she could only let him lead her arrogantly. Before they could get far, Mrs. Sheppard caught up with them again, holding a glass of water and a pill for Melanie. "Here, Miss Jones. Take this and then go upstairs to sleep." Melanie was puzzled. "What’s this?" "It's good stuff." Mrs. Sheppard winked and lowered her voice. "Our second child was conceived this way. Tonight, if you two work hard, perhaps you can also have a second child!" "What?" Melanie was shocked. Although Mrs. Sheppard's voice wasn’t loud, the man beside her must have heard it. Jeffrey's lips curled into a smile, and he naturally echoed, "She just gave birth not long ago. It’s too soon for her to have a second child..." "Even so, it can still help with health and fitness. Take it. It's good stuff," Mrs. Sheppard said generously. Helpless, Melanie could only swallow the bitter p
Melanie was speechless. She closed her eyes tightly, and snapped, "I’m sleeping!" - When Melanie woke up the next morning, she found the whole blanket covering her. There was no trace of the man beside her. She pushed open the door, and happened to see Mrs. Sheppard coming upstairs. Seeing her rubbing her shoulders unconsciously, Mrs. Sheppard asked, "Did you have trouble sleeping, or are you feeling unwell?" "My back feels a bit sore," Melanie said frankly. Last night, with a dangerous man she didn’t really know beside her, she slept tense all night. It would be strange if she didn't wake up feeling sore all over. However, as soon as the words slipped out, she knew she had misspoken. Melanie felt embarrassed when she saw Mrs. Sheppard smile with satisfaction, a strange atmosphere hanging over them. After Mrs. Sheppard finished laughing, she pointed outside. "He's over there." Jefford stood in the garden. The world around him was white. It had snowed overnight; the
“Okay,” Jeffrey responded calmly. Melanie, who was listening, felt her heart pounding. This man was going too far in his act! Did he really think he was Jeffrey? Or did he have a way to tamper with the DNA test report? At this moment, they were in it together. Since he agreed, she could only pretend to remain calm. "But I have a request, Uncle Sheppard," Jeffrey continued. "Please don't tell my father that I'm still alive, at least not for now." Mr. Sheppard's gaze flickered slightly before nodding. "Alright, if you don't want to tell him, I'll keep it a secret for you." "Thank you." After Jeffrey finished speaking, he let the Sheppard family's butler take a few strands of hair from his head. Then, he took Melanie with him and left in the car. In the car, Melanie's heart was still racing. She couldn’t calm down. "What's your plan?" she asked. "Leave it to me. You can relax," he replied briefly. Seeing his confident gaze, she assumed he had a way to manipulate the te
At ten o'clock the next morning. Melanie and Annie arrived on time at the conference room of Morgan Group's Delfino branch. Several business partners, who were prepared to negotiate, were puzzled when they saw Melanie and Annie. They asked, "Where is Mr. Moore?" After Jeffrey's accident, and before Madam Morgan fell seriously ill and was hospitalized, Madam Morgan personally signed a document that allowed William to temporarily take over the position of president. Today, the business partners came to negotiate the termination of the contract and wanted to talk to William in person. "Mr. Moore has entrusted us to hold the meeting with everyone on his behalf." Annie took out a power of attorney signed by William, and circulated it among those present. Some who didn't recognize them asked provocatively, "Who are you people?" "I am Mr. Moore's girlfriend, and this is the late President Morgan's wife, Melanie Jones," Annie asserted confidently. In the conference room, the
The live broadcast was a signing ceremony that drew attention from media that covered financial news. On the signing table was Mr. Sheppard from Sheppard Co and William from Morgan Group. The headline of the report was: Sheppard Co. Invites Morgan Group to Share the Market of New Superhard Materials. Skepticism could be felt in the Morgan Group conference room. The business partners weren’t stupid. Some made phone calls to inquire about the situation, while others quickly instructed their assistants to check the details of the cooperation between Sheppard Co. and Morgan Group. A few minutes later, after they confirmed the news they heard, they looked at Melanie and Annie differently, abandoning their previous arrogance and rudeness and becoming ridiculously polite. This was because Sheppard Co. had signed a five-year contract with Morgan Group in one go. Mr. Sheppard was a renowned figure in the business world, and his strategic vision was impeccable. This indicated that Mo
Melanie specifically made time to chat with Yelena in her room after dinner. "Where's Pam?" Melanie asked subconsciously. Pam used to stay in Yelena's room every day, eating and sleeping together, but this time, she was nowhere to be seen. Yelena shook her head. "I don't know what's gotten into that girl. She insisted on moving out a few days ago." A few days ago? Wasn't it because of her? After some thought, Melanie decided to say, "Yelena, do you know that Pam is dating?" Yelena nodded. "I know a little, but she doesn't want to talk much about it. Shane told me some things." Melanie paused before saying, "I should talk to Pam first, but...there hasn't been a good opportunity, and I feel guilty if I don't say it." She regarded Yelena as family. Pam was like her little sister, so she decided to be frank. "The person Pam likes is called Nathan, and his identity and family background is a bit complicated. We've had dealings with him before... I'm afraid Pam will get hu
“Can’t you play along for a little bit?” Melanie smiled. "You always tell others that I’m your apprentice to make me look good, so now I've come to show respect to my master." Professor Turner took a sip of coffee. "Hmm, it's quite fragrant. Let's get to the point." "I've heard you say before that you and a few other old miracle doctors often organize gatherings to study difficult and rare diseases encountered recently, right?" Melanie said, not beating around the bush. "Have there been any gatherings recently?" "Do you want to go?" Professor Turner raised an eyebrow. "Yeah..." Melanie thought for a moment and said, "I want to meet Dr. Maximilian." "Are you saying that if he's there, you'll go, but if he's not, you won't?" Professor Turner exposed her thoughts again. Melanie smiled helplessly and nodded. "Then you don't need to go." Professor Turner waved his hand. "Even if that fellow goes, he won't show himself." "Is that so?" Melanie was a little surprised. "Yeah.
Annie couldn't help but say, "Is it true, darling? I admire you so much." "You can admire me after I get the signature," Melanie joked. Melanie explained her plan to Gabriel and Annie. Both of their eyes lit up, and they said, "Don't worry, we'll make sure to bombard Robert with phone calls!" Melanie smiled. She deliberately kept a low profile when she went out, wearing a hat and a mask to hide her face. She took a taxi to the certification center, filled out the forms, and then discreetly queued up to get it signed. She was wrapped up so tightly that it wasn't until she was about to reach the front of the line that Linda's informant spotted her and quickly reported to Linda over the phone. "Miss, Melanie is queuing up at the certification center!" "Stop her! Don't let her in!" "It's too late. Her number has been called, and she's already inside..." "Quick, call Robert!" "I can't get through. I've been trying, but the line is busy..." "You’re useless!" Linda slam