She Left, She Thrived, She’s Worth Billions novel Chapter 39

Melanie smiled calmly and paid him on the spot.

She didn't ask Preston why he would rather take less money to rent the apartment to her, nor did she ask how he was so sure she knew how to cook. She certainly didn't ask what his relatives did for a living.

She didn't care about any of that; it wasn't important to her.

All she knew was that getting an apartment on the 56th floor of Rosevale Heights for a thousand a month was an incredible deal. Plus, it was more conveniently located for the lab she had chosen than anywhere else.

As for whether she was afraid Preston had ulterior motives…

Melanie’s gaze fell on Preston’s face.

With looks like that… she certainly wouldn’t be losing out.

Preston hesitated for a moment before sitting down across from Melanie to eat with her.

Melanie’s attention once again fixated on Preston’s white gloves.

The apartment was spotless, but Preston’s behavior didn't suggest he was a germaphobe.

Whatever it was, it had nothing to do with her.

“How’s the food?” Melanie asked, full of anticipation.

Preston ate without looking up. After a moment, he said flatly, “It’s good.”

Melanie was speechless.

She honestly couldn't tell if he was being sincere or just polite.

After dinner, Melanie was about to clear the dishes, but Preston stopped her, his hand gently gripping her wrist.

His grip wasn’t strong.

But the sense of pressure was immense.

Melanie raised an eyebrow.

Preston pulled his hand back, his brow furrowed in what seemed to be displeasure.

Melanie couldn't tell if he was displeased with her or with himself.

“I’ll do it.”

Preston’s deep, magnetic voice was devoid of emotion.

“But you already gave me such a cheap rent…”

“Washing dishes isn't in the contract. It’s not your responsibility.”

With that, Preston efficiently cleared the dishes and turned to walk into the kitchen.

Melanie watched his tall, aloof back, thinking, *Can someone with his personality really get by in the professional world?*

After Preston finished the dishes, he saw Melanie in the living room organizing documents.

“Is work going well?”

Hearing Preston’s voice, Melanie turned and answered casually, “It’s going well enough. At least I closed a big deal today. The contract is already signed.”

Melanie enthusiastically waved the file in her hand at Preston, but he gave no response.

Knowing he was a man of few words, she didn’t press him, simply smiling and returning to her work.

Just then, Preston took out his phone and opened his chat with Gabriel.

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