His secret spoiled wife (Lily and Alexander)

Chapter 51

“Do I have to copy these notes by hand? Can’t we just photocopy these instead? You can also hire

someone to copy it if we really need to copy it by hand!” Melanie pouted and voiced her dissatisfaction.

“I’ve been feeling drained recently. Even my mental state is taking a toll. I am under a lot of pressure

facing Lily’s attacks recently!” Melanie said while coquettishly hugging Nathaniel’s arm.

Nathaniel’s heart immediately softened when Melanie cozied up, acted spoiled, and talked to him in her

sweet voice. He put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her toward him.” You’re also familiar with

this industry, so It’s not like you don’t know that most of these notes are handwritten. Would you use a

computer to record the data while experimenting? You’d only key in the final summary, wouldn’t you?”

Nathaniel comforted Melanie and kissed her forehead.

However, his words could not calm Melanie’s anger. “This is all Lily’s fault. We would’ve won the award

if she hadn’t plotted against us. Then the company’s financial situation wouldn’t be a problem. We

could have reached the next level. It’s all because of her. It’s her fault!” Melanie barked while she threw

the notes on the table. She vented her anger, imagining those notes she threw were Lily herself.

Nathaniel was equally as angry and agreed with Melanie’s words. However, it was more vital to get

ahead of Lily regarding evidence and be in the right. Then it would be useless even if Lily had La

Beauté Group supporting her.

Although reluctant, Melanie continued copying the notes after Nathaniel coaxed her for a while.

Nathaniel took out his phone to call someone and walked to the side after stabilizing Melanie’s

emotions. “Have you arranged everything? Good. I’ve gone through the manuscript, and it’s good to

go. Post it as soon as possible!” Nathaniel hung up after adding a few words.

He stood in front of the window wall, overlooking the city, with his eyes narrowed. He was on the Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

seventy-seventh floor. He chose this floor when renting the office because he felt seven was a lucky

number. After all, seven was a magic number—the seven wonders and seven days to create the

universe, like in the bible. He destined himself for luck and smooth sailing. That’s what he thought until

a few days ago.

Start-up had been difficult, but he overcame it easily. Lily created fragrances one after another, each

more popular than the next as the company’s sales increased.

Nathaniel initially planned to look for investors, expand product scale, and double the assets after

winning the award this time. Afterward, he would rent the whole building, public-list his company,

purchase the entire building, make a debut in the international market, and so on.

He had a beautiful dream, and his ambitions were high. However, he did not expect someone to bring

that all to a screeching halt. He could not figure out what was wrong with Lily as she suddenly seemed

different,

Lily had always been docile and obedient. She listened to Nathaniel and worked willingly without salary,

never questioning the company’s operation. So what if she knew of Nathaniel’s affair with Melanie?

She could have cried and begged Nathaniel to decide, and he would be willing to support Lily for the

rest of her life.

What was the big deal with him having several women as he was a successful man? Historically, all

rich and powerful men had many women by their side. What was Lily fussing about when Nathaniel

only had two?

Nathaniel’s breath fogged up the window glass, blurring the city skyline in front of him. He raised his

hand and vigorously wiped the fogged glass. He knew he could not fall from grace since he had

reached this height. He would not, must not, and was extremely unwilling to return to the past. That

would never happen, ever!