I Became His Sweetheart

Chapter 475 A Test Jeffrey looked over lazily and saw Leo walking toward them and sitting down unceremoniously with a glass of wine in hand. “This is between the two of us. There’s no need for you to fret over it, Mr. York,” Jeffrey said coldly.

“Melanie and | have known each other for a while. | admire her talent, appreciate her personality, and even see her as my sister. | do fret over some of her affairs,” Leo retorted.

Melanie blinked in confusion. See her as a sister? Did Leo say that carelessly or deliberately?

“In that case, Mr. York, how did you know that | don’t have all that prepared?” Jeffrey replied, unperturbed. “Melanie has been staying overseas recently. I'll give her everything she wants the moment she returns home.”

“| don’t really care about status,” Melanie said. “After all, | didn’t give him an official status, too.” Melanie and Jeffrey exchanged smiles.

Leo pushed his glasses up his nose bridge to hide his awkwardness. He knew that there was no way to push his agenda with this topic.

His tone mellowed as he looked at Melanie and said, “I came to find you about promoting your perfumes.” With that, he handed her a stack of documents.

Melanie opened the file and read through each page carefully. Her two perfumes. “Falling Snow” and “In The Moonlight” were both performing well in Medonia.

That was especially so for “In The Moonlight“, which was co-branded with Linda Yancey’s jewelry. The perfume was always sold out the moment it was restocked and was considered highly—sought after.

“| spoke to Miss Yancey a few days ago, and she agreed for me to expand our sales and promotion channels. What do you think?” Leo asked.

“I'm only adept at concocting perfumes. I’m not as well-versed in sales and promotion. Do whatever you deem fit, and I’ll just sit back and wait to collect dividends,” Melanie said with a smile.

“Alright, that settles it.” +15 BONOS Leo smiled, the awkwardness from before clean forgotten.

“This trip has been tough on you. Let me explain to you about the promotion proposal that Miss Yancey previously proposed, so you don’t need to make another trip here.”

Melanie nodded as she subconsciously glanced at Jeffrey seated opposite her. He was looking at her, too.

It felt suspicious that Leo wanted to chat with her about a proposal at a banquet, but she couldn’t find a reason to reject him, especially since Leo had started eagerly sharing the details.

After a while, Leo’s subordinate came over to whisper into his ear, “Mr. York, you haven't eaten. anything the entire day. The kitchen prepared some of your favorite dishes. Your grandfather wants you to eat it while it’s hot.”

“Bring it over!” Leo said with a wave of his hand without even turning his head.

His subordinate rushed over to prepare the food. After a while, a pungent odor came from afar and it became increasingly intense...

When a kitchen island was brought right before Melanie, she felt her stomach churning the moment her gaze landed on the food. There was a plate of smoked fish, still steaming hot, topped

with lots of red chillies-

Leo came with an ulterior motive, indeed.

“| used to love eating this when | was young. Sometimes, when | don’t have an appetite, I'll just eat a smoked fish and be done with it. Do you want some, Melanie?”© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

With that, Leo picked up the plate of smoked fish and eagerly presented it right before Melanie!

Melanie was caught off guard and started retching.

She didn’t hate such pungent yet delicious food, but ever since she got pregnant, she couldn't

stand the smell of such food...

She couldn't stand the fishy smell of seafood, not to mention smoked fish cooked in such strong

flavors!

She really wanted to suppress the nausea, but the smoked fish was too much, releasing all its pungent odor from less than ten centimeters away from her. She could not hold it in any longer.

She could only lower her head and shrink inside Jeffrey’s oversized jacket to hide her retching. while trying to will herself into bringing her retching under control...