Chapter 101: Unbearably Jealous
Melody Monroe’s refusal left Raymond Ford feeling a bit awkward. She turned toward Zane Langdon. "Mr. Langdon, you like matcha lattes, right? I specially ordered one for you."
Zane Langdon accepted the milk tea. "Thank you. But in the future, Miss Ford, you don’t have to buy things for me. I’ll have Nola send you the money for this later."
"No, no, it’s fine! I ordered for everyone. Mr. Langdon, you’re being too formal." Raymond Ford felt a little awkward. Zane Langdon always insisted on settling every little thing with her so precisely.
"Melody, here, this one’s for you." Raymond Ford handed another cup to Melody Monroe.
Melody Monroe felt it would be rude to refuse again, so she took it.
She glanced aside and saw that, sure enough, Raymond Ford had ordered a lot of milk tea, practically one for everyone on set.
’No wonder she’s so popular on set.’
"Melody, you don’t have to be so formal. Are we really such strangers?" Raymond Ford asked her.
"It’s not that. I’ve just been on a diet lately," Melody Monroe explained.
"You’re dieting with a figure like that? What’s a girl like me supposed to do?" Raymond Ford said, feigning despair. "I saw you and Mr. Langdon playing a game. What is it?"
"*Gui Xian*."
"I play that game too! We should add each other. We can play together when we’re not filming." Raymond Ford immediately pulled out her phone.
Zane Langdon didn’t move, simply keeping his head down and continuing to eat.
Jasper Rockwell didn’t even spare Raymond Ford a glance.
Melody Monroe pulled out her phone to add Raymond Ford, but she suddenly noticed a problem. "Raymond, it looks like we’re not on the same server."
"Oh? Are we not?"
"Yeah, it’s a different mobile OS."
Raymond Ford was a little embarrassed. It seemed she was the only one using an international phone; Zane Langdon and Melody Monroe had the same model.
Zane Langdon quickly finished his meal and stood up. "I’m going to go over my lines."
"Oh, okay," Melody Monroe quickly replied.
Raymond Ford immediately stood up and hurried after Zane Langdon. "Mr. Langdon, would you have a moment to run lines with me?"
Zane Langdon often ran lines with Melody Monroe in his spare time, and Raymond Ford had long been green with envy over it.
"Mm," Zane Langdon agreed, but his voice was still distant.
...
Melody Monroe set the milk tea aside and began to review her lines as well.
Jasper Rockwell seemed to snap back to life just then, looking at Melody Monroe with a worried frown.
Melody Monroe looked up, her gaze meeting Jasper Rockwell’s. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Melody, you were perfectly comfortable at this hotel. Why do you want to change?"
"Just for a change of scenery," Melody Monroe answered casually.
"Is it because of President Fairchild?" Jasper Rockwell was still trying to change her mind. ’He had to at least make an effort,’ he thought.
"No, it’s not. I really don’t know your President Fairchild. It’s not what you think," Melody Monroe explained in a rush.
"President Fairchild is definitely not ’unfamiliar’ with you. From what I’ve seen, he’s..."
"No, that’s impossible!"
"How is it impossible? I’d stake my reputation on it! President Fairchild is definitely interested in you!"
Melody Monroe was speechless.
’He’s just trying to confirm if I was the one who took his virginity!’
’Once he confirms it...’
Melody Monroe didn’t dare to think any further.
’In the original novel, the original Melody found out that the man from that night was Evan Fairchild. She then schemed endlessly to get close to him, even cutting ties with Rose Shaw and signing with Starfall to do so.’
’She lost her son and had been secretly hiring people to find him, but she never did.’
’So she could only bury the secret deep in her heart, not daring to tell anyone.’
’Unfortunately, Evan Fairchild never gave her the time of day. He was even repulsed by her.’
’Later on, Evan Fairchild met Ian and discovered the boy was his biological son. Only then did his investigation lead him to the original Melody. She, completely oblivious, had no idea that Evan Fairchild genuinely wanted to kill her! She was still lost in the fantasy of one day becoming Mrs. Fairchild.’