The Unfaithful Mr. Scott

Following William inside, Melanie saw Cedric sitting in the main seat. She halted her steps and approached no further.

Cedric looked up, his gaze sharp. “It’s so troublesome to get you here,” he complained, voice deep and cold.

Melanie replied calmly, “Your invitation is not something an ordinary person can afford.”

Cedric considered his action as an invitation, so Melanie suppressed the sarcasm in her eyes

and said nothing more.

Cedric narrowed his eyes as he looked at her. A strong pressure that came from years of being in a dominant position emanated from him as his scrutinizing gaze slowly moved from her to

Meredith’s face.

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Sensing his gaze, Melanie instinctively pressed Meredith closer to her chest.

“She’s Eugene’s?” he asked.

Melanie watched him warily. “If you already know, why bother asking again?”

Cedric’s expression darkened slightly as displeasure took over his features. He locked his gaze on Meredith and sneered coldly. “You think I dare not lay a hand on you?”

His tone had turned icy while his eyes remained fixed on Meredith. “I always knew you were up to no good. Eugene was stubborn and refused to believe me, insisting on keeping you by his side. Now look at the sorry state he’s put himself in, yet he still dares to oppose me.”

Chuckling coldly, Cedric continued, “Since he thinks he’s always right and that he’s so extraordinary, then I want to see just how ‘righteous‘ he really is!”

His face twisted with anger. Melanie sensed something was amiss. Just as she was about to send a message to Yvonne to alert her to call the police, she saw several bodyguards emerging from the inner resting area.

Her expression immediately turned cold. “What’s the meaning of this?” she demanded.

Cedric snorted coldly, his gaze on Melanie disdainful. “I let you escape from the hospital back then, but do you think you’ll get so lucky this time?”

Melanie’s mind went blank. She had experienced Cedric’s ruthlessness firsthand. Her grip around Meredith tightened as her body went stiff. The terrifying sensation she felt in the abortion room at the hospital swept over her once again.

Cedric looked satisfied seeing the panic in her eyes. “Arrange for her to rest in the guest room,” he said to the bodyguards.

The bodyguards approached Melanie. She now understood what Cedric intended to do, and her heart raced with nervousness. Looking at the towering bodyguards, Melanie could not help but think that this was no different from kidnapping.

This was Melanie’s first encounter with such a situation. She tried to keep calm, but her hands trembled involuntarily as she held Meredith.

“Miss Smith, hand over your daughter to us,” the lead bodyguard demanded as he closed in on Melanie,

Though nervous, Melanie still held Meredith tightly and did not move. The bodyguard repeated his demand, but Melanie remained unresponsive. Her mind raced as she thought about how to handle the situation in front of her.

Cedric grew impatient. “Why waste time with her? Just grab the child.”

Melanie watched as the bodyguards reached out to her. Summoning the courage she did not know she had, she swiftly stood up with Meredith still in her arms and evaded the bodyguards.

Jolted by the sudden movement, Meredith started crying. Melanie held her tighter, her voice tense and hoarse as she stared at Cedric and demanded, “What do you intend to do?”

Cedric’s sinister gaze bore into her. “What I do is none of your concern. Melanie, you should be grateful. Your daughter may be useful, but don’t delude yourself into thinking she can elevate you to greatness. You won’t become some legend just by having her.”