Spoiled by Mr. Russell

Chapter 425

“About that...” After a moment of hesitation, he continued, “I didn‘t aggravate her. She‘s the one who made things difficult for me. Now that the public has stated their opinion, sympathy is useless. Everyone believes Lily. If the product return rate continues like this every day, it‘s over for our company.”

“You...” She was so angry that she could barely stand up. Eloise did not speak. Instead, the sound of footsteps was heard from her end. She was probably looking for a convenient place to talk, and once she found it, she glowered, “She played no role in the plan I gave you! You know exactly what forces are behind her, yet you continue to provoke her. Aren‘t you just courting death?!”

“No, I told you. I didn‘t do anything. She started it first. No matter how pitiful I try to be now, no one would believe me!” Nathaniel felt helpless.

Eloise snorted coldly. “I don‘t think you have to pretend to be pitiful. You‘re already an id*ot!”

Nathaniel was speechless.

Then, Eloise said, “Okay, let‘s not talk about this. I‘ll see what‘s going on. Don‘t call me if there‘s nothing urgent.” Before she hung up, she seemed to have remembered something and added, “You know what, don‘t call me even if it‘s urgent. I‘m busy these days. I‘ll get back to you when I‘m free.”

call. Instead of getting the answer he wanted or coming up with ideas to

it some thought, he concluded that he could not continue to sit still, especially since it appeared that

centered on whether Lily or Melanie was responsible for MN Inc.‘s earlier perfume lines and whether Nathaniel and Melanie

had ever been in love with Lily and if Lily or Melanie was the

revolved around these two main problems. Once these two were solved,

life could be considered a private affair. The most important thing to resolve was the ownership of the previous perfumes. He could easily let this slide in the past, but he couldn‘t

perfumes, but he did

it, Nathaniel decided it was better to confess than cover it up. In his mind, people who confessed at the police station would get a lenient sentence, so maybe his sincere apology and self–pity would get him

about it, the better he thought this idea was. He did not have time to ask Eloise

each passing second. He couldn‘t just sit back and wait. He had

down in front of his desk. Then, he opened up a blank document, and his fingers hovered over the keyboard before he