The Unfaithful Mr. Scott

Melanie took the settlement agreement and left the police station. She took a look at the document at the entrance of the police station.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

It said she would be owed a compensation of eight hundred thousand dollars. Hal! As if Viola could fork out that much money.

Melanie’s lips curled into a mocking smile. She squinted at the bright blue sky. Today was the best day in her long time in Oskon City.

Her gaze returned to the settlement agreement. Without any hesitation, she threw the piece of paper worth almost a million dollars into the trash can.

Melanie had wasted a lot of time in the morning because of this little interlude. By the time she reached the conference room, the meeting had already started for a while.

The first thing Melanie saw when she entered was Viola, who was sitting in the middle with a faint smile on her face.

Viola was looking at her, too. The curve of her lips seemed to be provoking her. Yvette waved at Melanie and whispered. “Come here, quickly.”

After Melanie sat down beside her, she lowered her voice and said, “Why are you so late? Viola had her chin sky-high all morning. She’s so full of herself right now!”

Of course she would be, Melanie thought. Anyone who could afford to splash that much money on a settlement would be raring to show off.

Melanie did not reply to Yvette’s question. Honestly, she was not in the best of moods right now. Someone was backing Viola up. Melanie had guessed that much. However, she had thought it was either Eugene or Harvey.

From the looks of it, it was someone else, and that person could easily fork out eight hundred thousand dollars. They had to be pretty influential, too.

With a backer like that, Viola was bound to get even cockier.

Melanie clenched her fists. Thoughts surged in her mind, but she did not show it on her face. It was not until noon that Viola approached her.

Melanie had not moved from her seat either. She had been waiting for Viola, too.

Yvette saw Viola coming and was reluctant to leave. When Melanie shook her head at her, she finally left, looking back every three steps.

Viola smiled as Yvette left. She looked down at Melanie with overwhelming pride. “Why are you so afraid of me, Melanie?”

There was something vicious in the way Viola purred her name. Melanie looked at the obvious malice in Viola’s eyes and went straight to the point. “Did you pay eight hundred thousand?”

Viola sat down next to her and blinked innocently. “I remember that you're quite short of money. You still owe Eugene 1.5 million, right?” Melanie looked at her calmly. “Did you think I’d let you go if you paid up?”

“Melanie, you seem to be mistaken.” Viola hated it when Melanie acted nonchalant like that. Even in such dire straits, Melanie always pretended to be aloof.

Viola dropped the act and glared at Melanie with hatred in her eyes. Her tone was no longer as gentle as before. She said, her voice dripping with resentment, “I’m not scared of you bothering me. | just don’t want to waste my time on the likes of

you.

“Don't forget, I’m the one who decides whether Burning Star is qualified to join Redwaves. You think you're all that, don’t you?” She laughed sarcastically. “Then beg me on your knees, Melanie Smith. If you do that, I'll consider letting Burning Star off the hook.”

Melanie did not know where Viola got her confidence from, but she acted like she was on top of the world right now. Something else occurred to Viola, and she pointed at Melanie with her index finger, drawling lazily, “And also...

“Believe it or not, Melanie, | could play you to death right now and | could still get away scot-free. Because | have someone covering for me. Remember that eight hundred thousand dollars?”