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The Unfaithful Mr. Scott ( Mela5nie Smith ) Chapter 428

    Chapter <b>428 </b>


    A burning anger had been building up in Mnie’s heart ever since they encountered the thugs outside the hospital. However, Vi had insisted on cleverly hopping into the fray.


    Unable to endure it any longer, Mnie lowered her voice. Her tone carried a cold and muted undertone as she warned, “Vi, you know exactly what happened just now.


    “ying the victim is your choice, and I have no words to say about that. But if you insist on throwing false usations my way with your pity show, don’t think I’ll just endure it.”


    Vi had gotten involved in the scuffle earlier, and Mnie initially did not want to get entangled with her. However, now that the me had been directly dumped on her head, she might be an easy target for further exploitation if she were to continue keeping silent.


    After saying her piece, the suppressed anger in Mnie’s chest forced her to lift her gaze and look at Eugene. There was undisguised anger in her clear eyes.


    Mnie heard her resolute voice continue, “Mr. Scott, if you want to stand up for your girlfriend, it’s best to open your eyes wide first. Don’t be so quick to pounce on people and brandish that Scott family arrogance.”


    Mnie had not learned much in the years since she became chief secretary of LeapCo, but controlling her emotions was something she excelled at.


    It had been a long time since shest got this angry, and her face was slightly flushed from the agitation as her chest rose and fell slightly.


    Eugene’s gaze was profound, a sharpness lingering in his gaze as he finally paused on


    Mnie’s face. He was never one to disy his emotions openly, and there was only a faint trace of pride apparent.


    He was considerably taller than Mnie, and when he lowered his eyes to look at her, the imposing pressure he emanated was quite intense.


    “Open my eyes?”


    Eugene sneered, his gaze dark and alight with anger. “Mnie, you’ve been livingfortably too long. Have you forgotten the benefits you gained at LeapCo? You wouldn’t have earned the amount you received there in half a lifetime if not for me.


    “Do you know how much damage your vampire–like parents have caused thepany?


    “And now you’re telling me to open my eyes?” Eugene’s tone grew more impatient and was as cold as a knife. “The time I should’ve opened my eyes was when I brought you into LeapCo.”


    “Eugene,” Mnie’s voice trembled as she said his name while standing in front of him. She had to tilt her chin up to see the look in his eyes clearly.


    In her reddened eyes, a fleeting moment of confusion passed. Her voice was suddenly stuck in her throat. “In what way have I wronged you? Tell me. Is it thepany or your family?


    “When have <b>I </b>ever not sucked it up and done as you wished?” she questioned<b>, </b>enunciating every word.


    The floodgates holding back the emotions she had been suppressing for so many years suddenly burst open with the questions. <b>The </b>grievances and doubts she had been keeping


    hidden for so long surged like a flood, almost engulfing her.


    She never understood how Eugene could change his mind about her so easily.


    She struggled to hold back tears that prevented her from seeing Eugene’s face clearly. Years of umted grievances had her feeling acrid and bitter.


    “Do you think that I should just ept being your servant withoutint because you showed me charity?” Mnie’s voice got lower as she continued, her voice weighted with endless exhaustion and numbness. “Eugene, can’t you be less harsh? I’m also in pain.”


    It had rained in Hearth City yesterday, but today, the weather was fine. The sun was shining bright.


    Mnie sat in the taxi in a daze as she watched the billboards sh by outside. Emotions that were long–buried had suddenly erupted, and it was as if it had drained all her strength. Her limbs and joints felt weak.


    She reached up and touched her forehead, her hand covering her eyes.


    How ridiculous.


    It turned out that all these years, she had been nothing but a joke–aplete and utter joke.
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