Chapter 85


    Chapter 85 Identity Exposed Again


    “Tamels and I can help you prepare the vegetables, Mommy.”


    Mommy. I can wash them”


    “Mommy, you only need to stir-fry it, okay?”


    “Mommy.


    There was no other way, so Melinda could onlyply with her children’s wishes. Even though the


    image of him applying medicine to Monica in his office made her ufortable, after all, he was their


    father. “Okay, okay I’ll cook She tied on an apron.


    Under the night sky, a Lamborghini drove toward Emerald Harbor. Stanley sat in the back seat, his


    deep eyes revealing a hint of dimness. It’s impossible toe up with a new design overnight.


    When he left thepany, many in the design department were crying. He went in to say some


    comforting words and left the rest to Monica.


    In reality, she was under a lot of pressure, as this was a project that she had worked hard to obtain. Her


    goal was to impress Stanley, and she had dedicated countless sleepless nights and extensive efforts to


    achieve that goal.


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    On the way back, Stanley was wondering. Who can pull off such a feat? The surveince cameras


    failed all of a sudden. Could it be Samuel? If it is, what is his motive?


    The leak of the design sketches from Fox Group caused a lot of buzz online, eliciting both sympathy


    and schadenfreude from the public. Many were eagerly anticipating tomorrow’s oue. So far, the


    company had not made an official statement regarding the incident.


    Ten minutester, the Lamborghini pulled up in the courtyard of the Emerald Harbor. Stanley got out of


    the car, exuding an elegant aura that was as cold as ice. As soon as he walked into the living room,


    Samuel and Pam dragged him to the dining room. “Daddy, Mommy made you dinner.”


    Looking at the table full of delicious food, he set aside his thoughts and sanovelxo fast updatet in


    the dining chair.


    “Don’t get me wrong. The kids insisted on pulling me into the kitchen to cook,” Melinda said as she


    untied her apron. “It wasn’t my idea. You forced me toe back from Sunnyvale, but you flirted with


    another girl in the office. Just thinking about this makes me seethe.


    Overall, dinner was peaceful. Samuel and Pam behaved themselves, staying quiet and well-


    behaved, while Melinda paid no attention to Stanley. In honesty, she did not know why she was upset.


    Since Stanley would not bring any work-rted troubles home, he just thanked Melinda for the meal


    after enjoying two full tes before going upstairs to his study.


    “Hmm, is Daddy upset?”


    “He seems to have something on his mind…”


    The children whispered to each other, but Melinda pretended she did not hear them.


    Soon after, Gael came in. “Madam, the Fox Group’s designs leaked this afternoon, but the Queen of


    Brund ising to pick up the sketches tomorrow. Thepany is facing an unprecedented crisis.”


    “I just saw it on the news,” he said. Then, he sighed lightly. “Madam, please try to understand Mr. Fox.


    Don’t be mad at him. He must be under a lot of pressuretely.”


    Hearing that, the kind-hearted Melinda suddenly felt she was in the wrong.


    After Gael left, she and her two children walked to the yard.


    “Mommy… During their stroll, Samuel and Pam walked hand in hand on either side of Melinda. The


    little ones were worried. “Daddy probably won’t be able to sleep all night.”


    “Mommy, shouldn’t we help Daddy?” Pam also expressed her opinion, her watery eyes filled with


    expectation.


    Suddenly, Melinda halted. “How can we help?” She looked at Samuel and then at Pam.


    “We’re a family, Mommy. We share happiness and hardship,” said Samuel. “If Daddy can’te up


    with a new design sketch tomorrow, he’ll have to pay a hugepensation, and thepany’s


    reputation will suffer! Our quality of life will be affected too.”


    In her adorable, baby voice, Pam said, “I heard… thepensation could be up to hundreds of


    millions. That person who always goes against Daddy’spany must be secretly happy. We can’t let


    the bad guys _win!”


    Upstairs in the study, the lights were not on. Stanley stood at the window, looking at her and the


    children walking in the yard. All afternoon, he had been thinking about another issue. He recalled what


    happened at Jessica’s birthday banquet and wanted to take this opportunity to verify Melinda’s other


    identity.


    If she’s Emma, she must have design sketches.