Just as she took a step, Howard came over from the side.
Anger was evident on his <b>face</b><b>, </b><b>and </b>seeing Mnie only made him even more displeased. Heunched into a barrage <b>of </b>questions without even waiting for her response<b>, </b><b>“</b>What are you doing here? Did you secretly follow me? And what did you just say <b>to </b>Peyton<b>?</b><b>” </b>
He did not ask for any rification and just unleashed his frustration<b>. </b>His expression was fierce and urgent, as if Mnie had <b>stepped </b>on his tail.
She listened until Howard finally <b>stopped </b>to catch <b>his </b>breath. She responded indifferently, “So, you’re afraid of what I might have told Peyton, huh?”
Mnie went straight to the point as she observed Howard’s nervousness. The anxiety in his tone was suspicious.
Her eyes shone as she pondered. She then asked, “Are you afraid I’ll tell her about Bianca or that you have another wife in Oskon City?”
The fact that Howard had a wife in Oskon City was not known to many<b>. </b>She only knew about it herself
when Matthew told her thest time they met.
Sure enough, as soon as she mentioned Howard’s wife in Oskon City, Howard’s expression
immediately changed. His features twisted with embarrassment and anger. He raised his hand as if to strike Mnie. “Say that again!<b>” </b>
Mnie could not help but find Howard’s fit of rage extremely ridiculous. It was enough to prove how foolish she had been to have <b>ever </b>given him the benefit of the doubt.
How good could a man who <b>would </b>abandon <b>his </b><b>wife </b>and child for the sake of ying around with other women be?
Whether it was Dn back then or his current wife or Peyton, <b>it </b>was their misfortune to encounter
Howard!
As Mnie anticipated <b>the </b>p from Howard, she <b>was </b>surprised <b>to </b><b>see </b>a hand with distinct knuckles blocking it from <b>the </b>side<b>. </b>
Eugene had followed them without anyone noticing and positioned himself in front of Mnie. He raised his hand to stop Howard from pping Mnie<b>. </b><b>His </b>tone was heavy as he said, “Mr. Smith, when will you ever break your habit of resorting to violence<b>?</b>”
Howard was taken aback by Eugene’s presence and instinctively asked, “Didn’t you just go inside?”
Ignoring him, Eugene turned <b>to </b>Mnie and <b>asked</b>, “Are you okay<b>?</b><b>” </b>
Mnie <b>gave </b><b>Eugene </b><b>a </bplicated look before turning her <b>gaze </b>to Howard.
She was truly <b>fed </b>up <b>with </b><b>his </b>constant harassment. Despite herpleteck of interest in him<b>, </b>he
always found a way to bother her. It was as if he was looking for trouble himself.
Yet, exining things to someone like Howard was futile. His mind seemed <b>to </b>be tuned to apletely different wavelength.
Feeling disheartened, Mnie could only turn away and leave.
Fortunately, Xander’s meeting had just ended, and he called her.
Mnie waited for the group at the door so that they could go back together.
Xander and the others came out quickly<b>, </b>and they looked normal. Mnie did not bother asking if they had seen Eugene and Howard.
“You looked quite impressive when <b>you </b>walked away from me just now<b>,</b>” Evelyn remarked sarcastically as she stood in the inner corridor and watched Eugene return. “Do you even remember why we’re here today?”
Eugene’s expression had be much colderpared to before. He asked Evelyn in a soft voice, You’re thinking of that again?”
Evelyn’s face stiffened momentarily. She then casually smiled and replied, “Eugene, your level of concern for Mnie makes me wonder if the child in her belly is yours.”
Still smiling lightly<b>, </b>she gently reminded him, “I don’t think Mr. and Mrs. Scott will ept that, right?”
Eugene’s steps paused slightly. Evelyn’s craftiness was written all over her face.
He nced at her with an abyss <b>of </b>coldness in his dark eyes. “You’re thinking too much.”
Evelyn raised a brow. She was about to give <b>a </b>satisfied smile when she heard Eugene add, “Also, we only have a working rtionship between us. I really dislike unrted people meddling in my personal affairs.”