The Unfaithful Mr. Scott Novel novel Chapter 350

Chapter 350 

Melanie paused and turned to see Viola coming out of the shop next door. 

Simon, along with a few others from the same circle, followed right behind her. There was no sign of Eugene, 

“Heh, are you waiting for Eugene?” Simon nonchalantly walked up to Melanie and raised his chin to look down at her. He commented lazily, “You’re quite patient. You’d rather skip dinner to wait for him. 

“Melanie, don’t you think you’re quite pathetic like this?” 

“You’re imagining things,” Melanie said casually. 

With that, she turned to head back into the grilled fish shop. She was already feeling down, so she felt even worse having met Simon and the others. 

Viola smiled and chimed in, “Melanie, it’s quite a coincidence to meet you here. My shop is opening today. Why don’t you give it a try too?” 

Her eyes crinkled as if she was happy. “Eugene said before that my mother’s cooking skills are excellent, so I’m sure the food here is food. Otherwise, I don’t think he would have supported us in opening this shop.” 

Melanie’s eyes flashed, and she could not help but glance toward the shop behind Viola. She pursed her lips slightly. So Eugene helped out with Viola’s family’s shop? 

Melanie looked away, her heart unruffled. 

When she asked Eugene for help, she always had to make a lot of offers before she could barely get him to nod. 

She wondered what price Viola had to pay for this store. 

No, forget it. Eugene adored Viola. There was no need for her to beg. 

Melanie didn’t linger outside. She turned and headed back to the grilled fish shop. 

However, just as she walked inside, a figure turned around in the parking lot beside her. Eugene came over and looked at the group of people outside with a cold expression. “I’m late. I was working overtime.” 

Simon’s expression was unreadable. He did not greet Eugene as warmly as before. He only said. coldly, “I have something to do. I’ll leave first.” 

Eugene glanced at him but said nothing. 

Viola glanced at their faces, blinked, and said softly, “Eugene, everyone’s waiting for you. Simon said he wanted to go play again.” 

Simon did not move. He looked at Eugene expressionlessly. “Mr. Scott is so busy now. Does he even have the time to play with us?” 

Eugene shrugged non–committedly. “Play what?” 

Someone added, “We’re going to GT Bar. We haven’t been there in a long time.” 

Simon’s posture was casual as he said, “You’re half a step late. If you had come earlier, you could have met Melanie. She probably knew that you were coming and waited here for you.” 

He snickered. “She was so desperate and pathetic that it turned my appetite.”