Chapter 130
“I’ll handle the matters in Hearth City. I’ve already promised to give Dylan 10,000 every month, but I won’t pay anything more than that.”
It had rained in the middle of last night, and the weather today had been overcast all day. The air was oppressive and sticky, making it uncomfortable and humid.
Melanie looked at the dark clouds in the distance. They looked as if they were about to press down on everything. Her face was filled with bitterness. “Grandpa, we’ve all been deceived.”
Her grandfather remained silent for a while, perhaps from having heard how sad she sounded. Then, he sighed softly and hung up the phone after a moment.
Phone in hand, Melanie stood at the entrance for a while before returning to the private room just in time to see a waitress coming out. As the door was opened slightly, she happened to hear a surprised exclamation from Viola. “No way, how could Melanie’s mom be like that?”
Melanie stopped outside the room. Following that, she heard Theodore sighing as he said, “If I had parents like that, I probably wouldn’t be able to endure it like she does.”
Melanie clenched her hands tightly and let out a self–deprecating laugh.
See? The thing that caused her pain and suffocation was just a spectacle of pity in the eyes of others.
Melanie stood at the door for a while before silently turning around and walking away.
Inside the private room, Theodore was about to say more when Eugene’s cold and stern voice cut in, Theodore, you can shut up now.”
His tone was icy, and his expression was unpleasant. Theodore suddenly realized his mistake.
Knowing he had spoken out of turn, he quickly made a zipping motion over his lips, saying, “Sorry, my bad.”
Eugene did not look at him again but turned to scan the outside instead. Theodore checked his phone and said, “Why hasn’t Miss Smith come back after so long?”
With a cold expression, Eugene stood up and casually picked up his phone to leave. Viola quickly asked, “Eugene, where are you going?”
Eugene paused slightly. “To the bathroom.”
Meanwhile, Melanie had reached the hotel’s entrance, only to realize that she had left her bag in the private room. She initially intended to ask a waiter to retrieve it for her but found no one willing. She presumed it might be because they feared that she was a scammer.
Her ID and bank cards were all in that bag. With no other choice, Melanie had to go back and get it. As she turned the corner, she happened to stumble into Eugene, who was coming out.
She glanced at him briefly before averting her gaze. She was not in the mood to be the butt of a joke
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behind her back. However, just as she took a couple of steps, she heard Eugene’s voice which was cold and tinged with mockery. He said, “Is LeapCo paying you too much?”
Melanie stopped in her tracks and looked up at him.
Eugene sneered. “Addicted to being someone else’s ATM, huh? Melanie, what kind of rich person are you pretending to be?”
Melanie trembled slightly, as each word from Eugene felt like a slap to her face. It hurt so bad that it made it difficult for her to catch her breath. Despite her frustration, Eugene was not wrong.
She remained silent, and Eugene’s gaze shifted downward. He caught sight of the wounds on her hand that Dylan had inflicted on her, and his gaze lingered for a moment.
He then spoke up again, in a calmer voice this time, “Who are you trying to gain sympathy from with such a pitiful appearance?”
His voice was cold and indifferent, and Melanie felt her strength draining from her body. She was exhausted to the point where even breathing became laborious.
Sympathy. Who did she want sympathy from? Who would sympathize with her? Were these not the consequences of her own actions?
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