Why Is Melanie Martinez Getting Cancelled Novels & Stories

Madeleine chuckled self-deprecatingly, perhaps Kristian was right. If she had been kidnapped at this time, she would have missed the best opportunity for rescue by calling Karter. After she packed her backpack, she walked away confidently. When Madeleine received Karter's call, she had already returned home. Karter repeatedly apologized, "I'm really sorry, Mystic Enterprises suddenly canceled the collaboration with the Warner's Group. I just had a conversation with them, so I couldn't take your call." Madeleine was very polite and asked, "Has that matter been resolved?"

From the look on his face, he was definitely running those calculations. "Professor—" I started. Martinez didn't even glance at me. His attention stayed laser-focused on Evan , who had gone approximately three shades paler. "Is he bothering you, Ms. Hale?" The formal address in public. Smart. Professional. Completely at odds with the barely contained violence radiating off him. Evan raised his hands. "Hey, no problem here, Professor. Just talking to my ex. No big deal." "Ex-girlfriend," Martinez said, stepping closer. "Which means you've lost access. Permanently. I suggest you leave while you still have all your original teeth."

Now she was tightening the noose. Twenty donors. Twenty targets. Twenty ways to destroy the foundation. And I couldn't stop it. My phone buzzed. Email. From Margaret Chen's assistant. *Ms. Chen has asked me to inform you that she is withdrawing her donation to the Gloria Martinez Foundation, effective immediately. She wishes you well but can no longer support the organization. Please remove her from all communications.* It had already started. Margaret had chosen survival. Just like James predicted. Marcus read over my shoulder. "No. She can't do this."

I watched him wheel away with Melisa, she turned back and flipped me the middle finger before smirking. I knew it was all a scam but how could I prove it when I've been painted red? My husband won't even look me in the eyes anymore, maybe I should give up and stick to the plan to get out of here, no more distractions. What I thought I had with Mateo was a fantasy…. The phone rang and I picked it up, it was Melissa at the other end, “Hi Melisa” I greeted. “So I've been able to reach out to Liliana Delgado and she’s truly interested in hearing us out, she has given us a slot, can you make it by 10 am tomorrow” she asked.

"Something went wrong with Mr. Warner's program. Send over the original code so that their team can look into it." Mary faltered. "Yes, Mr. Moran. I'll get right to it." I watched her search through the whole office with a knowing smile. With my box of belongings, I walked out of the office. My phone lit up with an acceptance letter from the testing center. Almost simultaneously, a call came from Steve Chandler. "Ms. Lane, you've made an enemy of someone. I've just been told you're blacklisted in the industry. They're even going to sue you for a ridiculous sum. If you're in any trouble, please speak up. I'll help."

If I am going to cancel the Mating Night, everything will be ruined not just for my life but for Ghino as well when I'm doing this event to pay for my selfish debt, thinking we could be together as soon as he gets out of the hospital. "Is everything all right, Nathan?" Melissa shuttered my profound thoughts. She even slapped my shoulder to turn my face to her. "Your thoughts were out of the blue. They're everywhere." So, I glance into her eyes for a few seconds, letting her read what was bothering my mind. But the only thing that let out of my mouth and nose was a cold and prolonged sigh. A sigh of worries, fears, and utter regrets. "No," I muttered. "Everything is not fine, Melissa. This is

"Are you serious, Mia? The Triplets Alphas are coming, and you're talking about serenity? This is a once-in-a-lifetime event! We need to make it perfect!" I chuckled softly, my eyes twinkling with amusement. "Ah, perfection is overrated. Life is full of unexpected twists and turns, and sometimes, it's the imperfections that make it truly memorable. Besides, I have a secret to share with you. I won't even be at the party that day" Melanie's jaw dropped, her frustration turning into utter bewilderment. "Wait, what? You won't be at the party? But why?" I shrugged, "cause I'm not interested"

Now that Rosetta was stable, I could finally go back and smooth things over with Cecilia. But one day passed. Then two. Then three. Every time I called, her phone was off. Every text I sent went unanswered. That was when the first real spark of panic flared in my gut. I tracked down the manager of the wedding planning firm. "Ms. Marino? She canceled the contract," the manager said, looking at me with genuine shock. "She told us there was no need to prepare for a 52nd wedding." "When?" I demanded. "The day of your 51st wedding. Right after you walked out. She left us with a message—"

After being discharged from the hospital, Melanie finally discovered that Nathaniel had stripped her of her director title. Even though he had gotten hospitalized, his staff carried out his orders promptly and even took away Melanie’s office. Everyone in MN Inc. knew Melanie was the CEO’s fiancee. However, she never imagined something like this to happen to her. Before she could even officially marry the CEO, her title disappeared just like that. Though the staff would not talk about it to her face, they would sometimes steal glances at her. Melanie could not help but feel others ridiculing her, and she was furious at how heartless Nathaniel was. She did not even stay long before collecting

“One we regret.” Damien stepped forward. “State your purpose.” The man’s smile sharpened. “To offer a choice.” He looked directly at Melanie. “Distance yourself from Damien Cross,” he said. “Publicly. Permanently. In return, Clean Slate erases your name from every file.” Melanie’s pulse roared in her ears. “And if I refuse?” she asked. His gaze flicked briefly to Damien. “Then his secrets become headlines. And you become collateral.” Damien stiffened.