The Unfaithful Mr. Scott (Melanie and Eugene) novel Chapter 480

Chapter 480 

“Also, you were just with Mr. Henry. Eugene and I came over to ask how he’s doing. He’s Eugene’s grandfather, after all.” 

Concern might be written on Viola’s fair face, but the gleam in her eyes could not be ignored. 

“We had to trouble you today. If Mr. Henry wasn’t feeling well, Eugene and I should’ve brought him here. How could we let an outsider do it? Especially since you’re not even an employee at LeapCo now.” 

Melanie looked at Viola and suddenly recalled Reny’s previous comment about how it was a pity that Viola did not get into acting. She was rather adept at putting on a show. 

She was about to reply to her when an annoyed voice came from behind them. “She’s an outsider? Then what are you? When did you become a part of the Scott family?” 

Henry had arrived, cane in hand. He was seething. He glared at Eugene and scolded him, “Get over here!” 

Melanie stuttered for a moment but then turned to look at Henry. “Please don’t get angry. It’s not worth it,” she said softly. It was not because of anything else but genuine concern for his health. 

Eugene looked up at Melanie, his brows furrowing slightly. He looked as if he was trying to reel back his impatience. 

“The doctor said Mr. Henry should avoid getting agitated. Eugene, if you’re worried about him, take Viola and leave,” Melanie said lightly. 

Eugene did not react to her words, but Viola’s expression had turned cold. She looked at Melanie in disbelief, questioning the audacity Melanie had to command her as if she were the lady of the house. 

Her gaze on Melanie instantly turned poisonous, but Melanie paid Viola no heed. She just looked at Eugene, waiting for his response. 

Eugene was silent for a moment, his eyes revealing his turbulent thoughts. 

Melanie belatedly realized that Eugene had seemed somewhat reserved ever since she saw him. at the hospital today. His thoughts were running deep, and it looked like he was suppressing something. 

Lips pursed, she was about to say something when she suddenly heard Viola call out with distress as tears ran down her face, “I’m sorry, Mr. Henry. It’s my fault for saying the wrong thing. 

“Please don’t be angry with Eugene. I’m just feeling very unwell, so I blurted out without thinking.‘ 

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Henry glanced at her briefly and immediately looked away disdainfully. “Are you crying in public to make it seem as though I bullied you?” 

Viola’s usual tricks were not working with Henry, so she could only look at Eugene pitifully. 

Eugene did not even spare her a glance. He stopped beside his grandfather and said respectfully, “I’ll escort you back later.”