I Became His Sweetheart by Bright Eyes

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Chapter 418 Won’t Let This Rest

Despite the huge changes that the man’s face had undergone, Melanie was able to recognize him in an

instant.

His face had been seared in her memories.

The man who took away her most beloved father……

Judas Chapman!

That drunk driver! What was he doing here? His prison term wasn’t yet over, shouldn’t he still be in

jail?!

Melanie was so agitated, she could almost feel her heart in her throat. By the time she calmed herself

down

enough and wanted to get out of the car for a clearer look, Judas had vanished without a trace.

“Drive back into that street!”

Melanie instructed the driver to head in a different direction toward the opposite street where she saw

Judas.

They searched in vain for him, driving down four streets.

“Mrs. Morgan, who are you looking for? Shall we report this to President Morgan?” the driver asked

cautiously.

Melanie paused for a moment before sighing, “Let’s head back. I’ll tell him about this myself.”

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Although the driver didn’t report the situation to Jeffrey, the vehicle of bodyguards following behind

them

realized something was wrong when their car kept driving up and down the streets. Thus, they reported

it to

Jeffrey. When Melanie returned to the hotel room, Jeffrey was already waiting for her.

The moment he saw her, he asked worriedly, “What happened today? Did you see someone?”

“The man who was drunk–driving and killed my dad…” Melanie choked back tears as she spoke.

“Isn’t he supposed to still be in jail?”

Jeffrey’s brows furrowed. He put his hands comfortingly over Melanie’s shoulders.

“That’s what I thought too, but I’m sure I made no mistake. It was him,” Melanie said with certainty.

Jeffrey grabbed his phone, and instructed William to investigate the matter.

“Don’t worry. He couldn’t have possibly broken out of jail in broad daylight. If he asked for early release

using

underhanded means, I’ll send him back immediately!”

Melanie nodded, with no choice but to wait until William checked things out.

Soon, the trip to Medonia officially came to an end. The next day, Melanie, Jeffrey and Cyrus returned

to Harbor City together. Melanie was still feeling blue throughout the plane ride, immersed in her own

thoughts.

Cyrus thought she didn’t take his advice to heart. After pondering for a moment, he said, “My dear girl! I

suddenly recalled that I wrote a book titled “Super Simple Fragrance Blending“. Although those were

insights I

gleaned over a decade ago, they remain true even till today…”

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“Super Simple Fragrance Blending?” Melanie perked up at once. “Did you write that? It’s out of print.

I’ve been wanting to read it, but I can’t find it no matter how hard I try!”

Cyrus smiled smugly. He knew he had what it took to coax his disciple. “I’ll get someone to send it from

Willowfort. You’ll find it at your doorstep tomorrow when you reach home.”

“Thank you, Master!”

When Melanie reached home, she held Elder Gibson’s “Super Simple Fragrance Blending” in her

hands as if it

were treasure. She wrapped herself in her sheets all day, pouring through the pages.

She ate whatever the kitchen sent her without being picky, to which Jeffrey was very pleased.

Three days later, Melanie had read through the entire book and coincidentally received a call from

Cyrus

“The book contains my insights from over a decade ago. It’s completely different from my fragrance

blending philosophy right now.”

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“But it seems to resolve the problem I’m facing right now,” Melanie said.

“I used to believe in simplicity in the past, but now I realized that complexities are equally interesting

too,” Cyrus said.

After a pause, Melanie asked, “Master, are you trying to comfort me?”

“You’ll have to come round it yourself. I can’t help much.”

“You’ve already helped me a lot,” she said. “I can come round it. Don’t worry.”

“What do I have to worry about? Hah!” Cyrus chuckled. “Your second uncle, on the other hand, loves to

hum and haw. Just ask me if there’s anything you don’t understand. I’ll tell you everything I know!”

He suddenly thought of something, and said, “But I must remind you, Robert Locke will not let this rest.

I heard his henchman Aiden Armstrong is in a rush to concoct a new fragrance. Watch out for him.”

“Why is he always targeting me?”

Melanie was very puzzled. An insignificant fledgling like her had no chance at all to offend him.

“He isn’t exactly targeting you. He’s been dissatisfied with the progress of the fragrance industry in

Medonia over the years. He’s a local perfumer, yet he’s barely surviving under the York family’s

influence. He’s naturally upset about that. Whatever it is, just watch out,” Cyrus explained.

Melanie nodded, her gaze unwittingly floating to the computer by her side.

An assistant from her company’s perfume department sent her a weblink. “Miss Jones, take a look at

this. Something bad just happened…”

Melanie clicked on the link, and read the news article.

She said into the phone, “Master, you’re such a prophet. Can you switch to the news channel right

now? Aiden has begun making a move.”

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