Hearing Annie finally sent Melanie away, William heaved a sigh of relief in the bedroom. He quietly picked up his phone and drafted a message to Jeffrey. "President, the madam suspects that I’m injured because I was with you that night..." - A week ago, on the night of the engagement banquet. As planned, William arranged tight security, with bodyguards overtly and covertly ensuring Jeffrey's car safely arrived at the banquet hotel as they wanted to be ready in case someone attacked them on the road. Unexpectedly, Linda used everything she had this time, even hiring assassins, who intercepted the cars of their security team as well as Jeffrey's car... It was crucial to stop Jeffrey’s forces. William and his team had quickly escaped their restraints, only to learn that Jeffrey had been taken away and had not shown up at the engagement banquet. They searched everywhere and finally spotted the car heading to the outskirts, eventually finding Jeffrey in a warehouse in the coun

“Wait a minute!” Just as Melanie was about to step out of the storeroom, the man behind her grabbed her wrist. She turned around, her eyes full of suspicion as she looked at him. "What do you want to say?" "I want to know what you are suspecting me of." Jeffrey quickly took control of the situation, responding as Jefford would have in unexpected circumstances. If he were Jefford, he would be confused by her sudden probing. "I remember... when we first met, you didn’t talk to me like this." Melanie adjusted her stance slightly and tilted her head, looking up at the tall man. "What’s strange is, I don’t know when it started, but your rudeness, arrogance, and disrespect all disappeared, like you've become a different person. Why is that?" "Don't you know?" Jeffrey responded unflinchingly. "Are you avoiding my question?" Melanie asked calmly. Jeffrey smiled frankly. "That's because I didn’t know you at the beginning, but later, I fell in love with you. How could I be so

The car ride was smooth. During the journey, Melanie, feeling he was driving too slowly, impatiently urged, "You rarely drive?" "Which type of car are you referring to?" Jeffrey teased, portraying Jefford’s unlikable persona. "A real car." Melanie resisted showing her impatience and said calmly, "Can you drive faster? I'm worried that something will happen before we even get to your house!" Jeffrey glanced at her abdomen unconsciously. He was driving so steadily mainly because he was considering her physical condition… - The car arrived at Jefford's home in Harbor City. Before getting out, Melanie sent her location to Annie, telling her she was at Jefford's house, just in case she needed a way out. She got out of the car and followed Jefford into the villa. "Make yourself at home," Jeffrey said. "Okay," Melanie responded and did not hold back at all. She did not even have a drink and immediately started exploring the house—bedroom, bathroom, dining room—looking for

When Jeffrey heard the voice, he frowned and turned his head with a clenched jaw. The newcomer was followed by a throng of bodyguards. He didn't even glance at Jeffrey but walked past him directly to Melanie and embraced her. "Don’t be scared. I’m here." “Mmm…” Melanie nodded slightly. Their soft murmurs to each other ignited a raging fire within Jeffrey, and his eyes turned bloodshot at once. “Mr. Frost, it’s impolite to break into my house.” “I came to pick up my fiancee. Your bodyguards stopped me, which was also impolite.” Gabriel's face was tinged with anger, "You’re the one who’s rude! Mr. Yancey, you shouldn’t have disrespected my fiancee!” Each time Gabriel referred to Melanie as his fiancee, it stabbed at Jeffrey's heart, leaving him in helpless, gnashing pain. “Let’s go.” Gabriel's hand slid down to Melanie's waist, gently encircling her slender frame, and led her out the door. The Frost family's bodyguards followed in orderly fashion. Bang! Jeffrey clenched

"Professor Marshall... it's me..." Melanie was surprised for a few seconds before she instinctively responded. "I know it's you. So, are you ready to meet with me?" Professor Marshall's voice was very calm on the other end of the phone. "I'm free anytime. It depends on when you are available." Melanie suppressed her emotions, but her eyes were still fixed on Maximilian behind the glass wall. Although she was rather far from him and the glass wall made it difficult to see clearly, she could roughly make out that Maximilian's hands were down, and he was not on the phone. "Let's make it tomorrow then, I'll send you the address later," Professor Marshall said. "Okay, I'll wait for your message." After that, Melanie hung up the phone. She felt somewhat disappointed. Maximilian was within her line of sight, but Professor Marshall was the one on the phone. So, were they really not the same person? After a while, Maximilian brought out some new tea specially brewed for Mela