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The Unfaithful Mr. Scott novel (Eugene and Melanie)

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Chapter 428

A burning anger had been building up in Melanie’s heart ever since they encountered the thugs outside

the hospital. However, Viola had insisted on cleverly hopping into the fray.

Unable to endure it any longer, Melanie lowered her voice. Her tone carried a cold and muted

undertone as she warned, “Viola, you know exactly what happened just now.

“Playing the victim is your choice, and I have no words to say about that. But if you insist on throwing

false accusations my way with your pity show, don’t think I’ll just endure it.”

Viola had gotten involved in the scuffle earlier, and Melanie initially did not want to get entangled with

her. However, now that the blame had been directly dumped on her head, she might become an easy

target for further exploitation if she were to continue keeping silent.

After saying her piece, the suppressed anger in Melanie’s chest forced her to lift her gaze and look at

Eugene. There was undisguised anger in her clear eyes.

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Melanie heard her resolute voice continue, “Mr. Scott, if you want to stand up for your girlfriend, it’s best

to open your eyes wide first. Don’t be so quick to pounce on people and brandish that Scott family

arrogance.”

Melanie had not learned much in the years since she became chief secretary of LeapCo, but controlling

her emotions was something she excelled at.

It had been a long time since she last got this angry, and her face was slightly flushed from the

agitation as her chest rose and fell slightly.

Eugene’s gaze was profound, a sharpness lingering in his gaze as he finally paused on

Melanie’s face. He was never one to display his emotions openly, and there was only a faint trace of

pride apparent.

He was considerably taller than Melanie, and when he lowered his eyes to look at her, the imposing

pressure he emanated was quite intense.

“Open my eyes?”

Eugene sneered, his gaze dark and alight with anger. “Melanie, you’ve been living comfortably too

long. Have you forgotten the benefits you gained at LeapCo? You wouldn’t have earned the amount

you received there in half a lifetime if not for me.

“Do you know how much damage your vampire–like parents have caused the company?

“And now you’re telling me to open my eyes?” Eugene’s tone grew more impatient and was as cold as

a knife. “The time I should’ve opened my eyes was when I brought you into LeapCo.”

“Eugene,” Melanie’s voice trembled as she said his name while standing in front of him. She had to tilt

her chin up to see the look in his eyes clearly.

In her reddened eyes, a fleeting moment of confusion passed. Her voice was suddenly stuck in her

throat. “In what way have I wronged you? Tell me. Is it the company or your family?

“When have I ever not sucked it up and done as you wished?” she questioned, enunciating every word.

The floodgates holding back the emotions she had been suppressing for so many years suddenly burst

open with the questions. The grievances and doubts she had been keeping

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Chapter 428

hidden for so long surged like a flood, almost engulfing her.

She never understood how Eugene could change his mind about her so easily.

She struggled to hold back tears that prevented her from seeing Eugene’s face clearly. Years of

accumulated grievances had her feeling acrid and bitter.

“Do you think that I should just accept being your servant without complaint because you showed me

charity?” Melanie’s voice got lower as she continued, her voice weighted with endless exhaustion and

numbness. “Eugene, can’t you be less harsh? I’m also in pain.”

It had rained in Hearth City yesterday, but today, the weather was fine. The sun was shining bright.

Melanie sat in the taxi in a daze as she watched the billboards flash by outside. Emotions that were

long–buried had suddenly erupted, and it was as if it had drained all her strength. Her limbs and joints

felt weak.

She reached up and touched her forehead, her hand covering her eyes.

How ridiculous.

It turned out that all these years, she had been nothing but a joke–a complete and utter joke.