She Left She Thrived She’s Worth Billions novel Chapter 908

"Daphne, what's wrong?"

"N-Nothing..."

Daphne waved off Melanie's concern.

Melanie didn't push the issue.

It was glaringly obvious that something was weighing heavily on her friend's mind.

Even without asking, she could guess what it was with startling accuracy—

It definitely had everything to do with Everett.

Was this the suffocating agony of being trapped by love?

Suddenly, an image of Preston Whitmore flashed through Melanie's mind.

Melanie shook her head firmly.

She absolutely wasn't trapped by anything of the sort!

She was the one who had dumped Preston.

And she was the one who had refused to get back together with him.

However...

Rather than being trapped by love, she felt an undeniable, lingering sense of guilt toward him.

Her rejection had never been about him lacking in any way.

It was because of the Whitmore family, and the baffling, unresolved mystery surrounding her mother's death four years ago.

At that thought, Melanie let out a soft sigh.

The emotional roadblocks between her and Preston couldn't be fixed overnight. Right now, helping Daphne conquer Everett took priority.

Over at the counter, the five outfits had already been packaged.

But the associate handed Melanie six shopping bags.

"Hmm? Isn't there an extra one here?"

Melanie asked, momentarily confused.

The associate offered a polite smile.

"Not at all. This one is a gift for you from Mr. Whitmore."

She gestured gracefully to one of the pristine bags.

Melanie peeked inside and saw a dress that definitely wasn't among the ones Daphne had tried on.

"Oh my, Mr. Whitmore..."

Daphne immediately leaned in, nudging Melanie teasingly.

Melanie grabbed Daphne's cheeks with both hands, squishing them playfully.

"Go get dolled up tonight. I'm taking Everett out for dinner."

"...What?"

Daphne froze in shock, swatting Melanie's hands away.

"Isn't that a bit rushed? I was thinking we should take it slow..."

"You haven't even had a single meal alone with Everett yet, and you're talking about taking it slow?"

Daphne pouted at the harsh dose of reality.

When it came to romantic experience, she definitely couldn't hold a candle to Melanie.

Melanie had actually been married, after all.

Even if Dominic Hale was an absolute bastard.

"It's settled then. I'll send you the details once I've made the reservations."

With that decided, Melanie and Daphne left the mall, their arms loaded with shopping bags.

Melanie dropped Daphne off at her place first before driving back to her own apartment.

She had barely stepped through the front door when a sharp knock sounded.