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Since Derrick had already brought out his trump card, Melanie knew how much effort he had put into this show. With a head-on confrontation, Linda wasn’t sure that she would win. Moreover, her current focus was not on her position in the fashion industry. As long as she successfully inherited Yancey Group, she wasn’t worried about not getting any resources. She could take this opportunity to test Jefford. She wanted to see if Melanie still had any lingering feelings for him, and also if Jefford had regained his memory! "But Mr. Jefford might not agree to go..." The subordinate expressed his concern. "The shareholders have been quite critical of the image of Yancey Group recently. The board has hinted multiple times that it's my and Jefford’s fault for not maintaining our familial relationships in public. Just tell Jefford that it’s a good opportunity to fix it. As long as he shows up at my show, people won't think we're fighting anymore," Linda instructed confidently. "Yes!" T

After a busy day at the fashion show venue, Melanie returned to the research base. It was already late in the evening by then. The pharmacy near the commercial street was closed again, and she couldn't help but furrow her brow. The matter of whether she was pregnant or not had been hanging over her head. It made her feel unsettled, especially after seeing Jefford in the crowd at Linda's rehearsal today. She would most likely see him again tomorrow during the official show. If she could confirm the pregnancy, tomorrow might be the right time to tell him. She could have directly tested at the research base, but Melanie didn't want it to become common knowledge. She gave up and decided to wait until after tomorrow's show. To ensure she was in the best condition for tomorrow, Melanie went to bed. Before sleeping, she took a shower and even used one of Annie's luxurious face masks. The next morning, she woke up glowing. "Darling, your skin has been looking good lately! It’

Jeffrey nodded slowly, affirming Melanie's thoughts. "Of course, we'll walk the runway together." "Is Linda trying to test us using this?" Melanie pondered for a moment, still skeptical. "What conclusion can she possibly get? Even if our relationship isn't good, we won't tear each other apart on the runway. We're mature adults. We can pretend if necessary." Jeffrey caressed her smooth belly, feeling inexplicably addicted. He unconsciously continued to gently rub it. "So I came to remind you. I don't know what Linda might do behind the scenes to test our relationship, but we just need to remember one thing. In the current stage of our relationship, I'm the one groveling to you while you are disdainful of me. You won’t even acknowledge me, so I'm a bit resentful. As long as we stick to this setup, she won't see through it." "Okay, I'll remember that." Melanie couldn't hold back her chuckle. "You really know how to grovel. You play the part so naturally." After saying that, she coul

"Of course not," Melanie quickly responded with certainty. "Then why?" Jeffrey remained suspicious. "Because... my stomach hurts a little..." She had run out of excuses. "Then why not drink the honey?" Jeffrey pressed on. "It has angelica in it, and I don't like the taste of angelica." She fabricated yet another excuse. "Why are you acting like a child? Medicine isn’t supposed to taste good; it just needs to cure the illness." Jeffrey relaxed his expression and prepared to bring her the honey. "Besides, this isn't even medicine. It'll make you feel better." "No..." Melanie grabbed his wrist, stopping him, and said coyly, "I really don't want to drink it..." Jeffrey was rendered speechless. She rarely behaved this way. Even before, when he was still Jefford, she had only acted coyly a handful of times. Jeffrey turned to look at her clear eyes and her adorable face, and his Adam's apple bobbed. Damn it! She had walked right into his trap again. Jeffrey strode toward h

"You were born a rich heiress! You hold resources and can control others' resources! Even Lena and Bryan, who hate you so much, have to fear and plot against you! Why? Just because of your background?!" Wenona hissed at Melanie, her surgically altered face twisted with anger. "Heh," Melanie scoffed. "What are you laughing at?" Wenona's expression grew even more twisted. "I thought I had done you wrong back then to make you hate me, but it turns out it's because of this..." Melanie shook her head helplessly. "If all you can see is filth and darkness, then no one can save you." She turned to leave, but Wenona stepped forward and said, "Even if you didn't die, it doesn't matter! The men you love either betray you or disappear and die! I don't believe you can live a good life!" Melanie paused and turned to look at the vicious Wenona. She suddenly felt sorry for her. The one living a miserable life was actually Wenona. Living with a mindset like that was like living in the gutter.