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The Unfaithful Mr. Scott novel (Eugene and Melanie)

Chapter 793
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Chapter 793 Cedric looked up. His eyes narrowed as he sized up Eugene.

Eugene's fair skin looked unnaturally cold under the light of the crystal lamp above his head. He looked down at Cedric emotionlessly. “If you're satisfied with that, stop those dirty tricks.” Cedric’s gaze darkened, but Eugene had already turned around and left.

When he passed Stella, he glanced down at her for a second before proceeding to leave without a word.

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Behind her, Cedric suddenly raised his voice in anger. “What's with that attitude?!” Stella laughed mockingly with her hand over her mouth. “I don’t know about his attitude, but what happened to your famous pride? You actually threatened a woman who's younger than your son. Aren’t you ashamed of yourself?” Cedric redirected his anger to Stella instead, snapping, “What do you know?” “Oh, I don’t know anything, but I'm still better than you. You know why Eugene is behaving like this. He learned it from you. Like father, like son!” The house was filled with the sound of their bickering again. Outside, Eugene leaned against his car silently. If not for the cigarette on his fingers, he would have melted into the night.

Eugene did not usually smoke much. The cigarette burned on his fingertips, and the smell of nicotine. slowly rose to stain his eyebrows, hiding the coldness in his eyes.

In the end, Yvonne took Melanie to the hospital by Yvonne for a checkup after all. She also found out about Melanie's close shave with the abortion,theatre.

With a solemn expression, Yvonne asked Melanie a question that made her blood run cold. “Can you be sure that your baby’s report wasn’t tampered with?” [| Every hair on Melanie's body stood on end. The tense wire inside her snapped, and she suddenly realized something she had overlooked.

Over the past few days, she had been so focused on the medical report that she did not have tto think about the details surrounding it at all. Thanks to Yvonne's reminder, she finally began to have her doubts.

She and Yvonne looked at each other. Neither of them said anything, but they both had their suspicions.

After the checkup, Yvonne accompanied Melanie to the previous hospital. They were looking for the doctor from before, but it turned out that doctor was on leave.

Melanie called her twice, but there was no answer.

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After that, Melanie had no choice but to go back to work.

Chapter 793 2/2 The new year’s break was long over, yet Melanie had not made any progress on the Redwaves project after she put it on hold. The official launch was set for the beginning of next month, so Melanie once again dived back into the thick of things.

Her thought process was simple. She had already caused the entire stuplenty of trouble because of her personal matters. She could not waste any more of their time.

Ever since she had learned that Xander had made those lemon candies himself, Melanie had felt a little strange about eating them again. In the end, she had been the last to discover the two extra bottles that mysteriously showed up in the study and the living room.

Oliver asked Xander several times where he had bought the candy, but Xander never gave him a straight answer.

Melanie could not resist asking him, “Why don’t you just tell Oliver you made them yourself?” Xander sat by the window, his slender fingers running a pencil down the surface of a blueprint. The tip of the pencil touched the paper, shading in a small section.

He looked up at Melanie. Under the warm glow of the evening sun, his eyes were gentle and calm. The corners of his lips curled up slightly. “Why should I tell him? | didn’t make the candies for him.” Melanie blinked. Before she could say anything, Xander got up and coughed softly. “I made them for Merry.” That afternoon, Yvonne cover to the villa. She looked a little pale, and she kept glancing at Melanie.

No matter how dense Melanie was, she could sense that something was up. “Is there something you want to tell me, Yvonne?”