Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 105

Chapter 105 He’s in a Foul Mood Tonight

“It’s not like that!” Melinda was exasperated as she fumed, “We weren’t that close! A small bug landed on my head, so he was just shooing it away. What sort of photos are these?! And why were they taken at that angle? This is slander!”

Gael believed her, of course, but what about the countless netizens out there?

“Madam, the news has been suppressed.”

Melinda took in a sharp breath as she widened her eyes. “Then, Stanley… saw that as well?”

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt stupid for even asking.

Stanley had to be the person who suppressed the news, so of course, he must have seen it.

Oh, no! Stanley’s relationship with Mervin was precarious enough, so it wouldn’t be a surprise if he were mad.

She went upstairs dejectedly.

“Madam…” Gael didn’t know what to do, either.

Melinda sighed as she sat cross-legged on the couch in front of the window in the master bedroom. Her mind went blank for a few seconds.

Did Stanley leave because he was angry? Or was it because of work?

She took out her phone and navigated to Stanley’s number, but she hesitated again. W say once the call goes through? How can I explain this to him? Will he even believe my explanation

She hadn’t had dinner yet, so she had been feeling a little hungry before this, but now she longer felt hungry anymore with all the troubles filling up her mind. She gazed at the night outside the window in a daze, waiting for the car to return.

In the Lamborghini, Stanley knitted his thick, straight eyebrows, his pale red and thin lips pursing lightly. His dark eyes looked like ancient galaxies, and he was obviously in a bad mood.

“Mr. Fox,” the driver called out. “You have already wrapped up work for today, right? Why are you going to the company?”

Stanley didn’t reply.

The driver had no choice but to drive back to the company, pulling up by the entrance of the main building.

The car door opened, and Stanley got out of the car. He put his hands into his pockets as he walked into the lobby. Then, he took the elevator to the president’s office.

Max had already clocked out by then.

The office was brightly lit and was decorated in a modern style. It was spacious and grand, and the design was simple yet elegant.

Stanley sat at the office desk for a while. He pulled open a drawer to retrieve a syringe and some nutrient solution. Then, he leisurely injected the solution into his veins.

Monica, who happened to pass by the entrance, paused in her tracks. Didnnovelxo.com fast update’t Stanley leave a long time ago?

When she watched him inject the blue liquid into his body, her heart ached for him.

Didn’t Taylor say that Stanley was allowed to eat normal food now?

A moment later, Monica turned around and left. She didn’t know why Stanley would still be here, but she was happy regardless.

In the office, Stanley had no idea why he was feeling so frustrated.

Perhaps it was because he cared.

Monica walked in with two mugs of coffee. She was wearing her business attire, and hints of elegance could be found in her stylish outfit. She also put on some perpetually elegant makeup.

She placed a mug of coffee on his desk, asking, “Why haven’t you gone back?”

“Get out.” Stanley looked up with a stern gaze in his eyes.

Monica ignored him, however. “What happened? Why are you in such a bad mood?”

Stanley didn’t bother to respond to her.

Instead of leaving him alone, she sat on the couch. “When you’re in a bad mood, you should talk to someone. You might feel better if you vent.”

“I said, get out,” he repeated. “And take the coffee with you.” Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

“Stanley.” Monica looked at him, saying in a weak voice, “Why are you treating me like this?”

The man didn’t reply.

So, she continued, “Even if we can’t be together, we’re still partners. I’m the company’s vice president, and we have a common goal, but… why would you treat me like an enemy?”

Stanley was in a foul mood tonight, and he didn’t want to humor her.

“Mrs. Fox wants us to be together, but that’s her business. What does that have to do with me?” Monica looked aggrieved. It was as if she had been falsely accused.

Stanley didn’t reply to her.

She was slightly reassured because, at the very least, he wasn’t chasing her away anymore.

Gazing at his handsome face, she couldn’t help but confess, “I admit I do like you. But what’s wrong

with liking someone? What did I do that offended you?”

When Stanley returned to Riverdale this time, his attitude toward her had changed drastically.

The man wasn’t in the mood to listen to her rants tonight. His mind was filled with the scenes of Melinda dining with Mervin, and the photos made him extremely uncomfortable!

How dare that woman ignore what I said!