The Unfaithful Mr. Scott

Howard entered the hotel with Bianca. Melanie stood near the door and was close enough that Howard would have noticed her if he glanced back. However, he was too busy chatting and laughing

with Bianca.

Melanie watched him. His handsome profile sported an indulgent smile as he finally planted a kiss on Bianca’s right cheek. Melanie averted her gaze, nausea churning in her stomach.

Before she could suppress the nausea, a cold, lazy voice sounded beside her. “You're right on time.”

Melanie turned around and saw Matthew stepping out of a black Bentley. He must have come from the office as he was still dressed in formal attire. His hair was also slicked back, which eliminated the trace of immaturity he usually carried.

Melanie had no idea when he arrived but instinctively felt that Matthew must have also noticed Howard and Bianca. However, there was no change in his expression, and his gaze remained steady.

Locking eyes with him, a sudden thought flashed through Melanie’s mind. “Did you intentionally choose to meet here?” she asked.

Matthew glanced at her. “Why do you say that?”

He showed no intention of refuting her accusation. Even after Melanie scrutinized him with probing eyes, there was still no hint of anything unusual. He calmly proceeded to the 16th floor.

Melanie followed him in silence as they made their way to the private room.

The private room was spacious, similar to the one Matthew had booked the last time. It had large floor -to—ceiling windows that offered a panoramic view of the riverbank.

Melanie was staring at Matthew when he suddenly asked, “Do you know how old Bianca is?” Although Bianca wore make-up on her face, she did not look too old. “If | remember correctly, she should be 19,” he added.Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

A barely perceptible crease formed between Melanie’s eyebrows. She knew Bianca was young, but she had not realized she was only 19 years old.

A deep emotion flickered in Melanie’s eyes, but she suppressed the discomfort that was brewing within her. “So, was it your intention for me to see them together?” she asked.

Matthew did not deny her question and just continued, “There were countless other Biancas before her.”

“What exactly are you trying to say?” Melanie demanded while maintaining her composure. With Matthew's every indifferent word, she felt her emotions surge upward layer by layer.

Matthew casually poured two glasses of water and then pushed one toward Melanie. His eyes, as calm. as a frozen pond, were fixed on Melanie. There was no emotion in that gaze.

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However, the corners of his thin lips were slightly curved up. “I know you and Eugene are investigating me.”

Melanie’s pupils contracted slightly while Matthew's voice remained steady as he continued, “I’ve erased all traces of Howard. You can go back and tell him there’s no need to waste any more effort.”

“Why are you telling me this?” Melanie was even more wary now. Her back had gone straight while her expression remained calm. Still, there was an uneasiness in her.

Though Matthew was talking about Howard, Melanie knew the man was not the point.

Matthew chuckled lightly, his voice sounding casual. He looked out at the night scene outside, the brilliant riverside lights reflecting in his deep eyes.

“Do you want to know what’s happening in the adjacent private room right now?” he countered. A trace of disgust appeared the moment he asked that, overshadowing the gleam in his eyes.

Melanie had a gut feeling that it was not going to be something pleasant. Matthew placed his phone directly in front of Melanie with a blank expression. A video was playing on the screen.

After just a glance, Melanie quickly averted her gaze. In a similarly decorated private room, several middle-aged men were sitting around a table. Howard’s face was in full view, his head slightly lowered as he kissed a young woman passionately.