I Became His Sweetheart

Chapter 282 The Man in the Room

The ending of a banquet was the start of another with a different reason.

Melanie was getting tired of it, and for some reason Cyrus and Jeffrey weren’t with her.

Joseph told his men to take her to a room for some rest and prepared several sets of outfit for her to change into, but she wasn’t that happy and simply went downstairs after fixing her makeup.

The York’s old butler bent over while he was pushing Joseph’s wheelchair and said, “Sir, everything's ready. Later, Miss Melanie will personally thank Leo. Leo will then take her to the next building. The atmosphere will

be just nice.”

Joseph’s lips formed a wry smile as he ordered, “Keep an eye on Jeffrey.”

“He’s not here. Something seemed to have happened and he left the island to deal with it,” the butler said. Joseph nodded. “Then keep an eye on that dock and don’t let him return!”

“Understood!”

Melanie went downstairs and chatted for a while, and looked around. She then asked one of the servants,” Where’s your young master? Why don’t | see him?” She wanted to say her farewells early and thank Leo in

person. “You must mean Master Leo? He’s next door.” the servant pointed her the way.

Melanie wanted to walk to the other side by lifting her skirt a little. Suddenly, a servant ran in from outside. Melanie realized almost instantly that he was one of Cyrus’s servants that came here with them.

“Miss Melanie!”

The servant called out to Melanie and said. “Master Cyrus isn’t doing well. Do you want to come and take a look?”

“What's happening? Is it serious? Where is he right now?” Melanie asked nervously.

“The doctor is taking a look right now,” the servant answered anxiously.

Melanie didn’t think too much and quickly bid the Yorks‘ butler farewell. “I’m sorry, but can you please inform Mr. Joseph and Mr. Leo about this? | need to go back and take care of my master!”

With that, she followed that servant and got on the boat to leave the island, before heading straight to the Gibsons‘ household. When she reached there, night had already descended. The servant immediately took her up to the third floor and pointed at the door, saying, “Master Cyrus is in there.”© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Melanie didn’t hesitate and walked in. She walked around the cabinet that was in front of her, only to see a tall man with sharp features already lying in bed...

“Where’s my master?”

Melanie glanced at Jeffrey, who was lying there leisurely.

“Your master’s fine. He’s resting in his own room downstairs,” Jeffrey sat up and answered.

“I'll go take a look,” Melanie turned around, wanting to leave as she was still worried about him.

Jeffrey got out of the bed and held her wrist saying, “I told you he’s fine... Elder Gibson and | are the ones that asked the servant to bring you back here.”

Melanie turned around and looked at him before hurling his hand away. “You think this is funny?”

“Of course not, but there was no other way. Otherwise, the Yorks would never have let you leave.” Jeffrey held her hand again and guided her to sit by the bed. “Can’t you see that the Yorks want you to stay?”

“What for?” “Because you're smart, beautiful, and talented.”

Melanie suddenly felt that he was being funny when he said those praises in such a serious tone. But she did feel that the banquet the Yorks held were a bit boring and rushed. No wonder Cyrus and Jeffrey didn’t join. Apparently, they had already planned this...

“You must be tired after the entire day. Sleep, now.”

Jeffrey extended his arm, lifted her, and made her sleep on the bed on her side as he held her from behind. Melanie instinctively closed her eyes, enjoying the rare moment of peace.

While the room was very quiet, the fact that this place was inside the Gibsons‘ territory, and that Jeffrey was behind her, made her feel extremely safe. Her heart was slowly calming down, but she couldn't sleep.

After a while, she moved slightly and said, “About Charles’s death... The killer was definitely on the stage. “According to the duration of the electrocution that the coroner determined, there’s a huge possibility that there are two culprits. If there really are two culprits, then there are three possibilities.”

Melanie bent her arm and shoved it at the man behind her. “I know you're not asleep.”

“Which three?”

Jeffrey asked weakly without opening his eyes.

“Mr. Joseph and Mr. Luis. Mr. Luis and Mr. Kiefer. Mr. Joseph and Mr. Kiefer,” Melanie said in a determined tone.

“And which of them do you think is the most possible?” Jeffrey asked, his eyes open.

“The first duo.”

“Why?”

“Because | believe that, if Mr. Joseph really wanted to find out who the real murderer is, he didn’t need to 2/3

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ANY HAS di doves to catch the men and find the a weapon. He wouldn’t have allowed them to have ench time to hide the taser gun. That's why A. Joseph definitely knew about

murder enough *Not even be an accomOiCA,” Mane started to a

Chartes’s death his butter was very agitated and keet on accusing everyone or the starter M. Koter and M. Luis M. Keter has shown how stupid he is, arguing that he’s not the Killer Someone Mike that is not sunade to wox with the Yoks. And so, Mr. Luis, who didn’t say a word

Bohat the ente this is much more suspicia‘ *... You te reo good. Get some steen, Jeffrey said with a dry smile.

Melanie turned around and looked at him. “There’s one thing that | don’t understand. Who made a fake‘ murderer and made him tom himself in? Don’t tell me that the Yorks felt guilty for dracing me into this? Can

they really be that kind?”

Jeffrey closed his eyes again, as if everything she said wouldn’t make him bude

“Don't tell me it's you? Melanie looked at the man’s expression suspicioush

“Hm?” Jeffrey opened his eyes.

“That's true. You'd never be that kind.”

Melanie gave him a bright smile and turned around, with her back facing him, accepting the answer that was already in her heart.

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