She Left She Thrived She’s Worth Billions novel Chapter 98

Gregory shot Camilla a look so obvious that Nathaniel couldn't ignore it.

"Did Melanie do something out of line again? Gregory, you and I go way back. Melanie is my daughter. If she's made a mistake, you can't keep it from me."

With Nathaniel’s prompting, Gregory naturally continued.

"It’s not exactly a mistake… It’s just… there might be a little misunderstanding…"

With that, Gregory took out his phone and pulled up a picture.

He then handed his phone to Nathaniel.

Upon seeing the picture, Nathaniel’s expression changed slightly. He looked up at Gregory.

"This is…"

"It was taken by a very famous photographer. He must have seen them while he was dining, thought the scene was beautiful, and snapped a candid photo. Then he uploaded it to his social media account. I just happened to come across it while scrolling."

Gregory's explanation was still beating around the bush, so Nathaniel didn't press, patiently waiting for him to continue.

"The point is… this picture was taken at Le Marcelline."

As soon as Gregory finished, Nathaniel whipped his head around to question Melanie. "Explain yourself. What were you doing at Le Marcelline with a man?"

Without even lifting her head, Melanie replied nonchalantly, "Eating, of course."

Nathaniel slammed his hand on the table.

At that moment, Sabrina leaned in curiously. "Le Marcelline… isn't that the trendy spot for the super-rich? I heard the minimum charge there is absurdly expensive. Doesn't a single meal cost tens of millions?"

Melanie let out a silent, cold laugh.

Ever since her father had elevated her to this status, Sabrina had been surrounded by wealthy socialites. Was she really pretending not to know the prices at Le Marcelline?

What was the point of playing dumb?

"That's right! She spent twenty million dollars to treat some boy toy!" Evelyn announced, providing the exact figure.

Seeing Nathaniel's gaze shift to her, she quickly added, "I'm not lying. We saw it with our own eyes that day, didn't we, Dominic?"

Dominic remained silent.

She had initially wanted to clarify Preston's identity—that he wasn't a boy toy, but a clerk at the Luminaria Aesthetic Institute.

But being publicly accused by a whole table of people, she couldn't be bothered to explain anything further.

"What kind of help did he give you that was worth a twenty-million-dollar meal?" Evelyn challenged.

Melanie scoffed. "I used the savings my mother left me, not our marital assets. I can spend as much as I want… Besides, even if it were marital property, I don't see how it's any of your business, Evelyn."

"I…"

"Since you brought it up, let me ask you… that day Dominic treated you and Lila to dinner at Le Marcelline, was that paid for with my and Dominic’s marital funds?"

Faced with Melanie's question, Evelyn’s mouth fell open. She gasped, unable to answer.

The atmosphere at the table froze.

Noticing Nathaniel’s gaze shifting between Dominic and Evelyn, Gregory quickly changed the subject. "Oh, by the way, Nathaniel, do you remember that new cold medicine formula I mentioned to you before?"

As Gregory and Nathaniel began talking business, the others dropped the subject of Le Marcelline.