Chapter 413: Chatper 422

Chapter 422 The Father Of The Child “Miss Melanie, there will be a jewelry fashion show held in Medonia the day after tomorrow. I reserved a VIP ticket for you, do you want to attend it?” Linda extended an invitation to Melanie.

Melanie turned to look at Cyrus.

Cyrus knew what she was worried about. The friendly competition was just around the corner, but she wasn’t yet ready for it.

“What’s the matter?”

Linda could sense Melanie’s hesitation and went on, “I wasn’t joking when I said that I’d invest in your perfumes. I’m sincere about it. Mr. York will also be present at the jewelry show. With you around, the three of us can have a good chat.”

Cyrus nodded at Melanie. Melanie pondered for a moment before saying, “Alright, then. I’ll be there on time. Thank you for your invitation.”

“Don’t mention it!” Linda hung up, all smiles.

“Go with peace of mind. Don’t worry about the competition. It isn’t something of major significance anyway, you’d rather do something that you should be doing,” Cyrus persuaded Melanie.

Melanie thought about it before nodding. What he said made sense.

Being an excellent perfumer was a personal achievement of hers, but she was the head of the perfume department of Jones Enterprise. She had responsibilities to shoulder.

She returned to Marina Heights that night.

Jeffrey received multiple calls throughout dinner. When he finally had a chance to sit down, Melanie seized the chance to update him, “I’m going to Medonia tomorrow to meet Linda and Leo.”

Jeffrey’s brows furrowed as he turned to look at Melanie.

Before he could say no to her, she added hastily, “I’ve already booked the plane tickets.”

“Presenting me with a fait accompli?” Jeffrey looked straight into Melanie’s eyes.

He didn’t want her to meet Leo. Things in the Yorks were way too complex. What’s worse was that Linda’s ulterior motive was even more mysterious and uncontrollable. Given Melanie’s physical condition right now, he couldn’t afford for anything to go wrong.

1/3 +15 BONOS He had been very busy recently, and her impending departure without prior warning gave him no time to make any preparations...

“Annie will come with me. The Snows‘ men will protect me in secret as well. You don’t need to worry about me.” Melanie comforted him.

Jeffrey felt more relieved, but he insisted, “There is an opening ceremony tomorrow, for which I must stay in the country. I’ll head over to find you right after I’m done.”

The last time Jeffrey got injured, news about his injury leaked despite Morgan Group’s efforts to lock down all information on it.

The global economy had been unstable recently, and opponents seized the chance to target Morgan Group, spreading rumors all around that Jeffrey’s condition was incurable and that there would be a huge shake–up in Morgan Group’s management.

Rumors were a fearful thing, and employees of Morgan Group began panicking. Even their business partners started feeling doubtful.

Jeffrey could only keep attending important events and disprove the rumors in person, making his schedule packed to the brim.

“No need. If you keep appearing wherever I am, wouldn’t that make things very obvious?” Melanie rejected his suggestion.

“Take it as an attempt to mentally prepare them. We’ll eventually announce our relationship to the public,” Jeffrey insisted. “Our baby will be born in a few months‘ time. He’s my child, and I’ll make sure he lives with his head held high. As his mother, do you really want to hide his existence from the world?”

“As if I’m begging for a chance to be the mother of Jeffrey Morgan’s child!” Melanie went on with an arched brow. “Isn’t there a possibility that someone might call you the father of Melanie Jones’s child instead?”

“Of course, there is,” Jeffrey said with narrowed eyes as he leaned over, “but I’d rather not have that.”

“What do you mean?” She didn’t understand his sudden declaration.

“Shh...”

Jeffrey continued, leaning closer to her until his face rubbed gently against her belly. “Let me hear him out, and see how he wants others to call us!”

Melanie burst out laughing. “I’m only three months pregnant.”

+15 BONOS “That’s right. We finally hit the three–month mark.”

Jeffrey finally looked up, his eyes burning hotly.

Melanie understood what he meant in a split second, and said with pursed lips, “Seems like you’re not busy enough, President Morgan. Morgan Group isn’t in enough of a crisis. Luxury leads to lust!”

“You’re absolutely right!”

Jeffrey stretched his arms out and pulled her easily into his embrace. “It’s been so tough the past few months.‘

The next day, Melanie sat on a plane bound for Medonia. Annie was by her side when the plane landed smoothly.

Annie went to retrieve their luggage while Melanie stayed at the lounge area waiting for her. She sat down by the door in the VIP lounge and flipped through a magazine she randomly picked up as people streamed past her.

Suddenly, a pair of feet stopped right before her and a man’s voice called out to her in shock, “Are you...the Genie of Fragrance?”