Chapter 297 Melinda's Heartache
- He was the master of the house, yet he didn't greet her. Melinda couldn't complain, either. From the moment she saw him, her mind had gone blank. Eventually, she couldn't take his gaze anymore, so she looked away.
- Fortunately, Sherry stepped in at that moment. "Ah, Ms. Paisley. Good morning." She approached Melinda, smiling.
- "Hello, Sherry." Melinda smiled as well, finally easing up.