"Where are you now?" "Do you still use this number?" The next morning, Melanie couldn't wait to send a message to Jefford as soon as she woke up. After a while, she didn't receive a reply. It then occurred to her that their parting in the field was too hasty, and she had forgotten to ask him how to contact him. Moreover, Jefford had mentioned that Nathan was after him this time. It was also possible that Linda had bribed Nathan's subordinates who were assassins. Jefford might be concerned about secrecy and safety, so he wouldn't directly contact her on her usual number. Thinking of this, Melanie hesitated, then decided to retract the two messages. Now, she could only passively wait for him to contact her, which was an uncomfortable feeling, especially when she thought of the lonely look in his eyes as he walked away. - Last night, Melanie had called Professor Marshall to let him know she was safe. He had returned to work normally at the temporary hospital. She a
Melanie still didn't receive a reply from Jefford. She tried calling his phone, but it couldn't be connected. It seemed like his old number had been deactivated. Melanie couldn't help but feel a bit worried. It had been several days, and he hadn't contacted her at all. Could something have happened to him? However, this only strengthened her decision to accompany Hank tonight. If Jefford couldn't deal with Linda in time, she had to first find out Linda's intentions and how she wanted to cooperate with Greg... - The butler of Hank's mansion had sent some clothes to Melanie, but there were no formal dresses. Fortunately, today wasn't a banquet, so she picked a slightly more formal dress and quickly applied some makeup before rushing out. Hank was already waiting in the car. When he saw her, his eyes paused for a moment. Melanie subconsciously tucked her hair behind her ear and asked, "Is there something on my hair?" "No." Hank withdrew his gaze and smiled. "T
The door to the luxurious private room opened. Following two waiters, Hank walked in wearing a well-fitted suit and leather shoes. Upon seeing him, Linda chuckled and covered her mouth in a flirtatious manner. “Mr. Hardy, you're quite the joker. Could it be that Mr. Castillo is your new woman?" As she spoke, another woman walked in through the door. The tone of Linda's voice suddenly changed. She never expected that the woman walking in with Hank would turn out to be Melanie! Melanie had disappeared without a trace after leaving the research base in Delfino. During this time, Linda had been sending people to investigate Melanie's whereabouts, fearing that she might secretly meet with Jefford again and form an alliance, or secretly help Jefford win the support of the York family. She never expected Melanie to be Hank’s person. Although Hank was considered a newcomer in the business world, no one had ever dared to suppress him. After all, he had a hand in both legal and
"Miss Yancey..." Milo also looked toward Linda, leaving a trailing remark in a timely manner. He was implying that if Jefford wasn’t supposed to come with Linda, he could ask Jefford to leave. "The people from the Yancey family are quite interesting..." Greg said with a smirk. Linda concealed a hint of embarrassment and anger in her eyes. She was good at being composed, which was her usual demeanor. "Haha, let me introduce him to everyone. This is Jefford, my nephew. I asked him to come here." As she spoke, Linda glanced at Jefford, who was approaching, and said to him, "What took you so long? Yet, you're blaming me for arriving first." "There was some trouble on the road, hence the delay. I'll punish myself with a drink!" Jefford walked to the last empty seat and sat down, pouring himself a drink. "Mr. Yancey, you sure are straightforward!" Milo chuckled. Melanie looked at Jefford. She didn't understand why he suddenly appeared here. Regardless of whether he only knew
After leaving Linda, Jeffrey secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The slaps from Linda just now had drenched him in sweat. A few deep wounds still hadn't healed, causing a lingering pain. However, the pain kept him clear-headed. It was likely that the one who bribed Nathan's assassins to kill him was none other than his dear aunt. Linda was more eager to tear their relationship apart openly. This made Jeffrey even more cautious. Not only did he have to guard against Linda making another attempt on his life, but he also had to be wary of her targeting the people he cared about. He composed himself and returned to the dining room. As soon as he stepped inside, he sensed the tense atmosphere. Greg had someone prepare a special cocktail for Melanie, but before she could speak, Hank naturally said, "She's allergic to cocktails." Jeffrey's steps paused and secretly clenched his teeth. Hank even knew about her dietary restrictions! Having just seen Linda outside the restaur
Melanie's long eyelashes trembled slightly. It seemed that Greg had informants everywhere here. Even if they left this room, he knew every move of the people at the table. She was worried for Jefford. Yet, she saw that Jefford remained calm, his eyes showing no hint of panic. "Is it strange?" Jeffrey calmly asked in return. "Milo is a good host. As soon as you step out of the door, you can see the restroom sign." "Oh?" Greg smirked. "Am I so inattentive? Last time I went out, I didn't see any sign." "There is indeed one." Milo smiled. Greg laughed heartily on purpose. "I thought you had been here before, Mr. Yancey." "Never." Jeffrey replied with a steady, polite smile, "But this place is so nice. I'll come more often in the future." "You're always welcome. Your frequent visits would be an honor for Heaven on Earh." Milo raised his glass and clinked it with Jeffrey's. Melanie secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Jefford remained calm and logical. How
Melanie hurriedly fled from the pink-lit private room. Just as she was about to catch her breath, she caught sight of the gilded door next door, guarded by Heaven on Earth's bodyguards. Jefford had just taken that woman through this door. Inside, he and that woman were... Her heart suddenly tightened. She didn't dare linger and quickly walked into the restroom, clenching her fists. She locked the restroom door. Leaning on the sink, she took several deep breaths. The cold marble felt as icy as her heart, yet it wasn't enough to clear her mind. She turned on the cold-water tap, splashing her face with the freezing water. Suddenly, the rushing sound of water stopped abruptly. Someone had turned off the tap! Melanie looked up in shock, her eyes meeting Jefford's face in the mirror! He was standing right behind her! Melanie quickly turned around, her eyes wide. "You... aren't you supposed to be..." "Why are you and Hank so close? What is your relationship with him?
The voice outside the door was like a bolt from the blue! It instantly shattered the amorous atmosphere in the restroom. Jeffrey's movements halted abruptly, and Melanie shuddered. She quickly cleared her throat and said, "I'm fine. I'll be out soon." She jumped down from the sink but was caught by the man who encircled her in his arms. "What exactly is your relationship with Hank? Why does he treat you this way?" "I...” Melanie sighed helplessly. Explaining now that she and Hank shared the same grandfather was too complicated... "We’re friends. It’s not what you think," she simply assured. "He knows you very well. He’s more than just a regular friend!" He had a look that said she couldn't leave today until she clarified everything. "You’re overthinking it. I'll explain later. I really need to get back, or they'll get suspicious. You should go back too." Melanie pushed him away and started straightening her clothes. Jeffrey frowned. It was the first time he had seen a