All Chapters of I Became His Sweetheart: Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

Melanie felt uneasy. That night, she called her mother.Eliza was pretty close to Damon’s wife, Cynthia, and she knew some people in Damon’s company quite well. After updating her mother about the situation, Melanie requested Eliza’s help to secretly find out about Lena and her family’s situation in Willowfort.The next morning, Melanie received news from her mother just moments after she woke up. Her mother found out that Lena pleased Damon very much. His soft-hearted nature made him pity her plight right now. He allowed her to work in his company, going so far as to assign her the position of a department head.She also heard that Lena would be working at the office today. Melanie had a feeling that her meeting with Damon today would be fraught with challenges.Melanie prepared her materials, and hailed a taxi to Thousand Acre Exhibitions’ office building. On her way there, she gave Damon a call. “Damon, are you at your office right now? I’m coming over. I want to discuss an ex

“Damon, you have to think this through!”Lena refused to give up, and even went over to hold Damon’s arm pleadingly.He shook her off irritably. “I should think things through, indeed. I was hesitant about that project your father proposed for me to jointly invest in. I’ve thought it through now. Tell him on my behalf that I definitely won’t throw my hard-earned money down the drain like that!”“Damon…”Lena continued putting up an act amidst her fear, tears streaming down her face. “Damon, Melanie has Jones Enterprise backing her up! My father and I have no one else to turn to. She might sound more believable than I do, but you can’t just trust her entirely and not trust me at all…”“Tsk, tsk.”Damon looked at Lena in disbelief, finally seeing for himself the extent of Lena’s pretense. “The Jones family has such a talented actress in its midst! If I hadn’t heard for myself your conversation in the meeting room, I would have been completely fooled by your acting chops! Pack

“Is that so?”His words caused an uproar in the exhibition hall. “I took a whiff of that ‘Siberian Butterflies’ just now, and it did smell very good. In fact, it was unexpectedly fragrant. Did she really add something that she wasn’t supposed to?”The reporters waited in anticipation as they zoomed in to Melanie’s face, not sparing any subtle changes in her expression.Melanie remained composed as she retorted, “I must ask. President White, how do you know the ingredients of my perfume?”“You mentioned it in your industry association report!” John insisted.“But I didn’t mention tonka beans in my report. How can you be so sure that I hid the addition of a particular ingredient from the public, and that it was specifically tonka beans?” Melanie asked.Everyone else could sense the absurdity of the situation, and all looked toward John for his answer.Melanie continued asking calmly, “President White and I are in the same industry. I probably won’t tell you something that’s cons

When the skies turned dark in the evening, Melanie looked around the exhibition and noticed that the number of guests who were here purely to visit the exhibition had dwindled. Only partners of Jones Enterprise or Morgan Group were left. She instructed her assistant to continue extending hospitality to them, while she headed backstage to look for Jeffrey.“President Morgan?” She pushed the door of the lounge open, and asked, “It’s about time. Shall we take a group photo?”“Don’t find me a nuisance now?”Jeffrey looked up, a tinge of pride mixed with displeasure in the depths of his eyes.Melanie gave him a toothy smile as she squeezed through the door opening. “Well, well. Is President Morgan angry?”Jeffrey immediately stood up, and straightened the hem of his shirt. “I wouldn’t dare. I’m completely at your beck and call.”Melanie burst out laughing, unable to hold in her amusement. “Are you sure? Come on, then. I’ll escort you there, President Morgan. This way, please…”The

To think that Madam Morgan and Yelena were best friends! What a small world, Melanie thought.No wonder when someone pushed her into the water during her first time at Flora Ocean and Elder Gibson gave her a gown to change out into, Madam Morgan said she found the gown very familiar to the eye.So, it actually belonged to someone from her past…The mention of the past, albeit little, made Elder Gibson feel much better in an instant.“The International Fragrance Blending Congress will be organizing a competition, and participants from various countries will be sending in their masterpieces. Do you want to participate in the competition with me at Medonia? Gabriel, whom you seem to have much affinity with, will be participating too,” Elder Gibson asked Melanie.“Is my masterpiece ‘Siberian Butterflies’”? Melanie started getting excited.“It’s up to you to decide.” Elder Gibson was very proud of his disciple’s ability. “I think you have quite a few fragrances that are all qualified