His secret spoiled wife (Lily and Alexander)

Chapter 100

The foreigner stopped in his tracks as expected. This verified Nathaniel‘s suspicion that he had found This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

the right person.

“Mr. Moreau, l‘ve come to pick you up. I‘m Nathaniel Hall, the president of MN Inc, I believe that Ms.

Neville had mentioned me.” While panting, Nathaniel put on a smile.

Standing next to Nathaniel, Melanie switched her confused gaze between her boyfriend and the

foreigner in front of her. ‘Who is this guy?‘

Frank gave Nathaniel a once–over through his glasses. “Yes, I‘ve heard her mentioning you. Hello.” His

expression was cold and indifferent, but he still nodded politely.

“Hello, nice to meet you!” Nathaniel reached out his hand and greeted him enthusiastically.

Frank glanced at the outstretched hand. He did a quick handshake with only his fingers touching

Nathaniel‘s hand before releasing immediately. “Where‘s the car?” “The car is parked outside. Please

come with me!” Nathaniel led the way to the parking lot with glee.

Melanie was perplexed and she glanced at the guy several times in curiosity. Frank was a Caucasian

with golden curly hair and prominent deep features. From a general point of view, he would be

considered quite handsome.

Frank probably felt Melanie‘s eyes on him and turned to look at her. Melanie was stunned for a moment

but smiled back at him politely. Frank‘s lenses reflected the flashing lights.

Frank sat in the back seat while Melanie sat in the front with Nathaniel, who was driving, Although he

had a driver, Nathaniel chose to drive himself to show his sincerity. He glanced at the rearview mirror

from time to time.

“Mr. Moreau, I‘ll first take you to your hotel so you can drop off your bags and rest. I‘ve arranged a

welcome dinner for you later this evening.”

“Okay,” Frank replied nonchalantly.

Despite Frank‘s response, Nathaniel was still very enthusiastic, “I‘m pleased you were able to come.

Ms. Neville told me you‘re the top person in the industry. I believe the difficulties faced by our company

are nothing to you. You...”

“I‘m a little tired. Could we talk about this later instead?” Frank interrupted him

Then, with his eyes closed and back reclined, he made it abundantly apparent that he did not wish to

speak with Nathaniel. Nathaniel stammered but quickly recovered and replied, “Sure. Please have a

rest. I‘ll wake you when we‘re there.”

Nathaniel‘s flattering remarks made Melanie uncomfortable, and she frowned at him. Melanie looked at

Frank through the rearview mirror. Regardless of who this was, his actions were rude. Still, Nathaniel

was trying his best to please him.

Melanie remembered Nathaniel mentioning Ms. Neville. This surname sounded very familiar.

She suddenly recalled a person, turned to Nathaniel, and asked him in a low voice, “Nate, by Ms.

Neville, do you mean...”

“Hush!”

Nathaniel shook his head with a frown. He then gestured to the back seat with his eyes, “Mel, you‘ve

worked hard the past few days. Get some rest. We‘ll warmly welcome Mr. Moreau at dinner.”

Melanie kept her silence and didn‘t prod further. She understood it was inconvenient for him to answer

her right now.

“Drive safely.” Melanie adjusted to a more comfortable position and dozed off, leaning to the window.

Frank, who was in the back seat, opened his eyes slowly.