The Unfaithful Mr. Scott

Viola’s face turned pale instantly at the way Melanie looked at her. Quite a few rumors were circulating within LeapCo about her, but no employees had dared talk about them in front of

her.

However, Julie and Melanie seemed to have no reservations as they spoke openly about the topic. For a moment, the expressions on Viola’s face were quite vivid. Melanie watched her changing expressions and slowly withdrew her gaze.

When the elevator reached the first floor, her eyelashes flickered. She stepped out of the elevator.

She did not expect to run into Eugene just outside the company entrance. He looked to have just returned from Blue Inc. His expression was cold, and his jaw tightly clenched. When he glanced at Melanie, his dark eyes narrowed slightly. He was not ina good mood.

Not thinking herself to be the one who stoked his ire, Melanie was about to move away when she heard footsteps approaching. It was followed by Viola’s slightly plaintive voice. “Eugene.” Now outside the company, Viola ran over to him and even bumped into Melanie’s shoulder as if intentionally. Melanie was wearing high heels today. Although they were not very high, she still staggered due to the unexpected collision.

Viola went straight for Eugene and looked up at him. Her nose was red, and she whined in at slightly aggrieved voice, “Eugene.”

Anyone with eyes could easily see that Viola was feeling wronged. Eugene had initially beent looking at Melanie but then redirected his gaze to Viola. “What happened?”

Not wanting to witness Viola’s act any longer, Melanie turned around and walked away without saying a word. Having been keeping her eyes on Melanie like a hawk, Viola noticed her departing figure.

Atrace of complex emotions flickered through her eyes before she bit her lip and said slowly, Eugene, | don’t want to be part of the CEO's office anymore. Melanie is right. | don’t know anything, and | don’t have the qualifications for it.”

She became increasingly despondent with every word as she clutched Eugene’s clothing.

Eugene’s gaze landed on the hand that was clutching his clothes. He asked faintly, “Melanie said that?” Before Viola could respond, however, he sneered, “Who gave her the right to look down on others?” Viola remained silent, but her eyes, which were hidden from others, revealed a subtle shift in emotion.

Instead of going straight home, Melanie first paid a visit to the nursing home. Her grandfather had called earlier, reminding her that it had been several days since she last visited.

The old man’s health had visibly declined after he was discharged from the hospital the last time. The doctors had repeatedly warned about the risk of a stroke.

When Melanie arrived at the nursing home, her grandfather was in the room flipping through a photo album. She placed the fruits she brought on the table and said softly, “The caregiver said you haven’t had your dinner. Is it because you don’t have an appetite?*.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Hearing her voice, the old man lifted his head and waved toward her “Melanie, come and take a look at your grandmother. You look just like her.”

The old man would take out the thick photo album every year during his wife’s death anniversary. Melanie looked at the photos of the young woman in the album and smiled, “Yes, | still remember how delicious Grandma’s candied apples were.”

The old man continued looking at the photos with a nostalgic

suddenly grabbed Melanie’s hand. “Melanie, accompany me pression on his Lace when he

“But it’s a bit late now.

to the old house.”

Her grandfather insisted, “I go back every year. If | don’t go back this year, she won't be happy.

Melanie had no choice but to inform the nursing home director and then help her grandfather into the car.

The old house her grandfather mentioned was in a traditional high-rise building to the north of the city. The area was supposed to be demolished, but due to some issues, the demolition had been delayed.

When Melanie arrived with her grandfather, she realized most of the residents in the high rise building had already moved out. The entire neighborhood was now only very dimly lit with the lights from the few old streetlights.

Aware of Melanie’s night blindness, the old man said, “Melanie, wait for me outside. I'll go in and take a look.”