I Became His Sweetheart

Chapter 287 She’s Filthy +15 BONUS After hearing Melanie out, Annie chuckled over the phone. “Someone’s getting in hot soup this time!”

“This is the price for provoking me the moment she returned to Harbor City. Consider it a generous gift from me,” Melanie said indifferently.

“Melanie’s unique gift of a harsh lesson. It'll be a kicker!” Annie hung up with a chuckle. Melanie kept her phone and went to the washroom to freshen her makeup before emerging once more looking fabulous.

Things were warming up in the banquet. Even Olivia, who had been trying to keep a low profile since the banquet, started to flaunt around like a peacock, exuding irrepressible charm.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

That was because a big shot had just arrived at the banquet hall. Melanie turned to see the impeccably clean and neat-looking man. She didn’t expect to see Leo York here. Leo looked even fairer and lankier from afar. He occasionally coughed into a napkin, looking like he was unwell.

Many grandchildren of the Yorks died early, while those who managed to survive till adulthood suffered from physical ailments. Melanie had long heard about the family’s condition, but these weaknesses weren't considered so in the eyes of outsiders.

It was the Yorks they were talking about, after all. The family had endless funds and connections that could help them extend their lives.

Realization dawned upon Melanie how prepared Olivia was this time. She had ignored all other men because she was preparing herself for Mr. York.

Yet, after hovering around Leo and trying many times amidst the romantic melody in the air, Olivia failed to get Leo to even glance at her.

Instead, Leo noticed Melanie at a corner. He exchanged glances with Melanie, and walked over to her with a smile on his face. “Ms. Jones, may | have this dance?” Leo reached out to her, gallantly extending his harm to her.

“But of course.”

Melanie reached out to put her hand in his.

Gasps resounded in the hall. Did Mr. York used to know Melanie Jones? Why did he ask her for a dance?

Their hands were about to touch in the air, drawing attention from the surrounding crowd. Suddenly, a disharmonious female voice broke the dreamy atmosphere in the air.

“Mr. York! You really shouldn't be asking her for a dance!”

Olivia strutted over on her limited edition heels as she glanced at Melanie in disdain. +15 BONUS

“Who are you?” Leo was displeased. “Who are you to dictate who | dance with?”

“It doesn’t matter who | am. You'll understand why once | explain my reasons to you,” Olivia said with a wave of her hand. Someone behind her stepped forward, and handed her a small remote control.

Olivia posed flamboyantly as she pressed a button on the remote control. A news report flashed onto the big screen, drawing everyone’s attention to the photos featured on it.

In the photo, Melanie was surrounded by Medonia policemen. People who were envious and jealous of her just seconds ago started whispering under their breaths.

“Awhile back, the president of Shadow Group, Mr. Charles Miller, died from an electric shock attack due to a

taser. I’m sure everyone has heard about that? Melanie Jones wasn't far from Charles Miller when the attack

occurred. She's the key suspect of this case! She was nabbed by the police, and she even got locked up!”

Olivia narrated the news report as it played on the big screen while the guests at the banquet watched on.

It was a news report before the culprit confessed to his crime. Melanie was indeed reported to be the number

one suspect of the case, and it corroborated with Olivia’s claims. However, Olivia exaggerated the details.

Everyone started to look at Melanie with increasing doubt.

Leo’s pale face darkened, as he sneered in frustration. “Were you at the scene? Neither did you witness it with your own eyes, nor do you know what happened thereafter. You're trying to frame Ms. Jones.”

“Mr. York, | know that you're a germaphobe and cleanliness is of top priority for you. Do you think a woman like Melanie Jones, who’s always involved in scandals and criminals, can be clean?” Olivia said.

She refused to let things go, and continued to poke at Leo’s heart with the words she had prepared since long ago.

Leo wanted to say something further, but Melanie stepped forward and whispered into his ear, “Mr. York, do you want to help me?”

“Of course, | do.”

“Please ask your subordinate to lend me a laptop, then,” Melanie asked, calm and collected.

Leo didn’t understand what Melanie was doing, but he didn’t question her. Instead, he instructed his subordinate to do as Melanie asked. Very soon, his subordinate came back with a laptop in hand.

Melanie swiftly sent a message to Annie. “The time has come.” She lifted the hem of her skirt and bent over as her fingers flew across the keyboard. She navigated to the front

page of a foreign news website...