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Hope It's Not Too Late to Love novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75 Disgrace

Melanie had flopped down on the ground, and now, Hanson’s bodyguards made their way over before dragging her out.

She kept struggling and shrieking, “Ouch… Let me go! How dare you treat me like this?! Let go of me! I need to find Hanson.”

However, the bodyguards ignored her protests. They threw her into the truck as well and drove her back to her family.

Meanwhile, Josie was dressed to the nines as she decked out all her newly-bought jewelry and began to show off to other women at the Greyson Residence.

Her voice echoed across the living room as she said, “Here, what do you think about this pearl necklace?”

The other women were quick to curry her favor. “Oh my, I heard about this brand before. They’re the world’s best producers of pearl jewelry, and they only make one design each year. I’m so envious!”

“Exactly! It takes more than money to get your hands on such a necklace. You’re so amazing, Mrs. Greyson.”

Josie reveled in their praise and had a smug expression as she replied, “It’s nothing. My daughter, Melanie, is in a relationship with President Luke, so it’s very easy to get such things.”

The other women began to lay it on thicker. “Melanie is such a lucky girl, and we’re all so envious.”

Just as Josie was beginning to get a little lightheaded from all their admiration, a large truck barged its way into the compound.

All of a sudden, a group of men in black suits disembarked from the truck and began to unload all the items into the compound. As they went about stuffing piles of boxes all over, Melanie stood right in the middle of all the clutter. She was covered in dust, and she looked like she had been struck by lightning.

Josie was so shocked by the sight of this that she almost dropped her pearls.

The crowd of women began to whisper among themselves. “Isn’t that Melanie? Why is she in such a disheveled state?”

“What happened? What are all these things?”

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