I Became His Sweetheart

Chapter 329 Lover Boy

Isla started chuckling inwardly as she leaned over Melanie. “Snit mying to deny it?”

Quincy asked rather awkwardly. “Did | say something wrong?”

“Do whatever you want,” Melanie said with a wave of her hand, hoping that would shut him up. “Cough, cough.”

Jeffrey's voice, laced with thinly-veiled frustration, sounded from behind. He cleared his throat, and said, “Are we taking the group photo or not?”

“Of course, we are!”

Melanie stood right in the middle, and Jeffrey stood on her right side. Everyone else around them automatically made space for him.

Quincy seized the chance to stand to the left of Melanie. Isla saw what was happening, and swiftly took her spot on Jeffrey’s right side.

All four of them had something up their sleeves.

Snap!

The group photo was finally taken.

With the first day of the exhibition drawing to a close, as the main organizers, Melanie and Jeffrey personally bade goodbye to all their guests.

When the last guest finally stepped out of the exhibition hall, Jeffrey immediately grabbed Melanie’s wrist and pulled her in his embrace.

“ll warn Leo York to keep his distance from you. As for that fool Quincy, tell him yourself,” Jeffrey said, clearly bothered by what he heard from Isla.

“Tell him what?” Melanie’s brow arched as she questioned him back. “What about Ms. Romero? Come to think of it, where did you put the health supplements she lovingly prepared for you?”

“| didn’t accept it.” Jeffrey's eyes twinkled as he indulged in Melanie’s cheeky expression. “Did you not accept it, or did you actually eat them all in secret?”

Melanie felt his arms drawing her in tighter. “Do you want to test it out and see if I’ve become stronger from taking the supplements?”

“Cut it out.”

Melanie pushed him away, realizing that the clean-up crew was still around.

Jeffrey held himself back, but his eyes were still ablaze. “I’ve walked through the entire exhibition, but still

Melanie didn’t expect Jeffrey to be looking for the perfume. She evaded his gaze, but Jeffrey saw through her right away.

While trying to hold back his laughter, he said, “It belongs exclusively to me, right? That’s why you don’t want to share it with others, right?”

“You're really confident about yourself now, aren’t you, President Morgan?”

“When can | use the perfume that belongs exclusively to me?” He ignored her stubborn insistence, and asked her when she was planning to officially present it to him. “Why not tonight? We'll go horne right now...”

Their close proximity made Melanie blush. “I have something to attend to tonight, and won’t be going home. You go on ahead.” “What else do you have to attend to after being busy for an entire day?” Jeffrey said in disbelief.

“I'm going to Elder Gibson’s studio. It’s too far for me to go home tonight,” Melanie said. She felt uneasy over his reaction, and wanted to look him up at his studio in Flora Ocean in Willowfort.

“Must you go?” he asked. “Yes,” she said.

“Fine. I'll have the driver send you there,” Jeffrey said helplessly as he walked her to the door. He opened the door for her, and reminded, “Tomorrow night. I'll wait for you.”

The driver seated in front straightened his back. The president's words were so suggestive, he didn’t want to look as if he were reading too much into it.

Melanie blushed, and hurriedly closed the door. “Let's go, sir.” Melanie arrived at Elder Gibson’s studio in no time.

Elder Gibson's assistant had guessed it right. Elder Gibson did close himself up in his perfume blending room. When Melanie entered the room, he was staring at the perfume concocted with emerald vine in a daze.

“Heartless is the one who departs first, her mesmerizing figure vanishing without a trace. Heartbroken is the one who remains, chasing after a shadow that is long gone!” he mumbled to himself in anguish.

“Devoted lovers really do exist in this world.”

Elder Gibson realized that Melanie was here when she spoke. He turned around, and walked over to her with

his hands behind his back. “What are you doing here at such a late hour?” “Trying to get free accommodation,” Melanie said teasingly.

Elder Gibson glared jokingly at her, and she added, “People asked the heavens why regrets exist in life. The heavens reply: this world is full of regrets. People wouldn’t know what happiness is without regrets.”

“Hmph,” Elder Gibson sneered as he mocked, “You know very much for your tender age!”This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

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been through such traumatic experiences,” Melanie said with her chest puffed up.

Elder Gibson's eyes dimmed. That's true, he thought. Yelena used to say the exact same thing.

“Are you very curious about Yelena?” Elder Gibson asked.

Melanie nodded without any hesitation.

In the past, everyone around Elder Gibson shunned the topic to protect him, not wanting him to dwell on the pain of the past. Melanie thought otherwise-perhaps they should help release him from the pain in another way. Deliberately avoiding the topic seemed to be making things worse.

“| know she’s from the Yorks, and that she died young. Other than that, I’ve never heard anything else about her.” Melanie said.

Elder Gibson said with a wave of his hand, “Forget it! It’s all in the past, and | don’t want to dwell on it. If you’re curious, go ask Cece about it. They were good friends, and she knows everything about her.”

“Cece?” That name wasn’t familiar to Melanie.

“Jeffrey's grandmother!” Elder Gibson snapped irritably.