"Having descendants and being skilled in perfumery. Who else could it be if not you?" Professor Turner continued. "That may be true, but…" Melanie pursed her lips. If it weren't for Professor Turner saying this, she really wouldn’t have thought about it. At that time, she only focused on winning Joseph's support or trying to find out his intentions. When it came to heirs, she had only thought of the two brothers, Harlow and Leo. She never considered herself. Moreover, she had never thought about inheriting any family business, especially since the Yorks weren’t her own family. Professor Turner seemed to have guessed what she was thinking, and said, "After hinting at this, he talked about giving you the power to make decisions. Joseph is careful and experienced, so there must be a reason for this. If he intends to make you heir, what would you do?" "I refuse." Melanie shook her head subconsciously. "The reason I came to the Yorks was to help Jefford, and also to resolve my e
"Yes, I have. Thank you for being so thoughtful," Melanie replied with a smile as she walked in. She had come to see Yelena wanting to know more about the relationship between Leo and Yelena. Now that Leo was in the room, she couldn't ask. "You even prepared breakfast for her?" Yelena asked Leo. He nodded. Yelena smiled. "Leo is the most thoughtful boy I've ever met. No one else compares." "Indeed," Melanie agreed with a smile. Leo also smiled modestly, waving his hand. He suddenly looked up at Melanie, and asked, "Which type of pastry do you like the most? I'll have them prepare it tomorrow." Melanie hesitated for a moment. He was testing her! Fortunately, she had actually eaten them earlier. She was afraid of encountering Leo and feeling awkward when asked. "I've already had breakfast before I came, but the pastries you sent were so exquisite that I couldn't resist tasting a few. The pink one was the best. It smelled like rose petals," she replied tactfully. Leo s
Yelena stepped out, and declared loudly, "Everyone, my father isn't feeling well and has just fallen asleep. He won't be able to see you for the time being," On the sofa, Robert squinted and stood up. "Miss York, we came today to see Mr. York for an important matter. Since he's sleeping, we can wait." Yelena didn’t give them any room to negotiate. “The doctor advised him to rest fully. Even if he wakes up, he may not be able to see you all.” "Well, that's a bit inconvenient." Robert shrugged, feigning helplessness. "Since Miss York is here, why not discuss it with her?" He added, "Miss York, you probably know that it's almost time for the annual perfume competition to take place. The committee needs to prepare in advance. Since Mr. York can't participate this year, we've come specifically to consult him. We want to see if he has any young talents in mind to recommend, as the chairman of the committee." The Yorks frowned. Ever since the Angle family’s name became well-know
Melanie knew she was bound together with the Yorks, for better or for worse.Without the Yorks’ support, Jefford would be no match for Linda. The moment Linda gained power, she would certainly take revenge on Melanie. When that happened, Jones Enterprise would have no way of resisting Yancey Group’s attacks.For herself, for Jones Enterprise and Pamela, Melanie was forced to give this her best shot!Yet, she knew that it would be tremendously challenging…*In the evening, when Joseph’s condition had stabilized, the first person he asked to meet was Yelena. The moment Yelena left his room, he requested to see Melanie.Before Melanie entered the room, she composed herself and mentally prepared herself for the mind games she would be playing with Joseph later on. She was determined not to be as passive as she was the last time.Joseph immediately cut to the chase. “I heard from Yelena that you agreed to produce perfumes under the Yorks’ name?” “Yes, but I’m not exactly confident
Half an hour later, the car parked by the beachside.There were no luxury yachts in sight; only an old rowboat in disrepair, lying on the seashore crowded with seagulls.“Coo…coo…”The seagulls’ coos and their pure white feathers ruffling in the wind as they eagerly seek for food soothed Melanie’s furrowed brows. What a peaceful and soothing scene!“Here.”Jefford handed her something. She realized it was a paper bag overflowing with popcorn.She immediately understood what he meant with it. She opened the door, stepped out of the car and threw a handful of popcorn in the air. Hordes of seagulls immediately surrounded her.The corners of her lips lifted in a smile.When she was through with the bag of popcorn, Melanie smiled apologetically to a seagull that landed on her shoulders. Upon realizing there was no more food left, the bird eventually flew away.She turned around to see Jefford seated in that rowboat, looking at her with a smile.The ocean, the sky, the birds and th
If the perfume Melanie was concocting couldn’t compare to Cold Night, they were better off not launching it at all. Melanie’s response to the perfume right now was therefore critical.Everyone’s gazes were fixated on Melanie. She tucked her hair behind her ear, and said calmly, “I concocted my perfume prototype last night. Give me two days to perfect it, and it'll be comparable to this one.”Joseph’s eyes lit up.Everyone’s faces relaxed as well.“The skills of Cold Night’s perfumer are comparable to mine. In order to beat him in this game, the concept and idea behind the perfume must be superior. The theme of my perfume this time is freedom. If I can concoct the taste of freedom that everyone yearns for from the depths of their hearts, it can definitely create hype and resonance that Cold Night is unable to produce. After all, the concept of freedom is something much more expandable, with more room for imagination!”“You’re right!” Yelena stood up, and grabbed Melanie’s hand
After hanging up the call, Melanie’s racing heartbeat slowed down.Would he come to her rescue?Even if he does, would he be in time?Bam!Bam!Melanie could hear the hitman running in her direction, his hastened footsteps drawing near.She clearly had no time left…The gears in her mind shifted as she realized that she should call the Yorks for help. Her first instinct was to reach out to Yelena, but when she tried calling her, she realized that her phone received no signal.She didn’t know if it was due to the weak signal in this place, or if the hitman might have installed a signal jammer outside to stop her from getting help.Whatever it was, her call with Jefford just now was her only glimmer of hope…Melanie’s grip tightened over her phone as her heart fell.Thankfully, there were many storerooms in this area and all the doors were shut. With no idea of her whereabouts, the hitman would have to search through every room.She could hear the hitman opening and slamming
“What do you mean?” Leo asked, puzzled.“He and I found inspiration for this perfume. We are the only ones who know the circumstances when that happened. That is why he is able to help me confirm the scent I’m looking for!” Melanie explained. “I’ve lost my sense of smell, and I need him to be my nose for the time being.”Yelena looked deep into Melanie’s eyes. It had been a while since she saw such determination in them. Her lips twitched, suddenly feeling glad for Melanie.“Tell them to let Mr. Yancey in secretly,” Yelena instructed.“But Aunt Yelena, what about Grandpa?” Leo said hesitatingly.“I’ll take responsibility for what happens,” Yelena said, smiling at Melanie.Melanie nodded gratefully at her.Twenty minutes later, Melanie left the operating theater and met Jefford in the living room.He was wearing the York family bodyguard uniform with a black hat and sunglasses. If it weren’t for that recognizable hard jawline and high nose bridge, Melanie wouldn’t have identifie