The Unfaithful Mr. Scott novel (Eugene and Melanie)

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Chapter 526 Exerting all her strength, Melanie ran forward. She knew things were not going to be easy the moment Viola pushed
open the door to the private room. That was why she had been conserving her energy, waiting for the right moment. If she had
confronted Viola and Quentin in the private room from the beginning, she would have definitely been at a disadvantage. She
would not have been able to escape. Melanie was not sure what kind of drug she had been given, but she felt increasingly
parched, and her limbs were beginning to go weak. She felt uncomfortable, but she dared not stop. The corridor led directly to
the elevator. She needed to go to the corner ahead. If she had been on any other floor, it would be better as more people would

be around. Unfortunately, Bruce had reserved a VIP room on the third floor. This floor was mostly reserved for business
negotiations, and each room was closed off tightly. Apart from the cleaning staff who had just passed by, there was no one else
in the corridor. There were footsteps approaching her from behind. With one hand against the wall, Melanie gritted her teeth as
she continued moving forward. The footsteps behind her grew closer, and her anxiety intensified. Even if she had mental
fortitude, getting drugged and hearing Quentin’s plan to record his vile acts made her nervous. Moreover, her throat was
incredibly dry, making it difficult for her to even scream. What was more, there was something about herself that she had kept
under wraps. In extremely tense and fearful situations, her throat would freeze to the point where she could not even make a
sound. It was impossible for her to scream, and she had to endure everything silently. It was just like the time she had ridden the
roller coaster with Yvonne. After two rounds, she gradually relaxed enough to make some noise. Yvonne had previously
compared her to a mime. The footsteps sounded like they were reaching her. Eyes still fixed on the long corridor ahead, Melanie
felt her legs go weak again. Her hands slipped just as she was passing by a decorative vase with green plants. She fell to the
ground. The footsteps behind her abruptly stopped. Melanie sat on the ground with her eyes closed. The fear spreading through
her body held her captive from any movements. Quentin’s nauseating face and Viola’s triumphant smile flashed through her
mind. Then, a hand with well-defined knuckles reached over her shoulder. Melanie shuddered as the long, distinct joints pressed
against her sensitive skin. Even through the fabric, she could distinctly feel the heat of the man’s palm. Melanie felt like she was
burning up, as if her whole being Was on the verge of exploding. The man’s palm exerted a bit of pressure. He then slid his hand
down her shoulder until it rested on her slender waist. She almost wanted to moan at the touch, but she clenched her jaw and
sealed off her voice. Suddenly, she was lifted into the air. Melanie’s heart constricted when she felt herself being enveloped by a
cold, clean aura. Moving her head a little, she met a pair of dark and icy eyes.

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