I Became His Sweetheart

Chapter 436 Alive +15 BONOS Melanie was getting suspicious.

Suddenly, she saw something purple in the luggage that Pam had cleaned up. It was something that would make a clear sound when interacted with... Something that she couldn’t be more

familiar with too...

That was the hand-made wind chime that she'd commissioned for Elder Gibson!

The person that Elder Gibson couldn't forget...! She really was Pamela!

“What is it?”

Pam asked when she saw Melanie staring in a general direction, a stunned look on her face. Pamela was also looking at her.

Melanie had a lot of questions inside of her, but she didn’t know how to ask her. All she could do was smile and say, “It’s fine...”

Elder Gibson had booked a hotel for Pamela and her family. After seeing them off, Melanie couldn’t help but call Elder Gibson and ask, “I just saw that wind chime with Pamela from Mount Coloss... You know who she is?”

“| knew that | couldn't hide this from you...” Elder Gibson said after pausing a little. “But why did you phrase your question in such a way?”

“She said she lost her memories and didn’t even know who she was,” Melanie explained.

Elder Gibson sighed.

He then said in a rare, somber tone. “This is somewhat complicated,.. We haven’t met for decades. I’m not even sure if | still know her...”

Melanie thought it over and figured out the meaning behind it all. “That’s why you wrote letters and gave her gifts, hoping that she would remember you. Wanting to make sure if she’s the person that you know?”

“You're right,” Elder Gibson said.

“She has the wind chime with her despite coming over for the competition, which means that she really likes it. Maybe she has really seen it in the past?” Melanie prompted.

Elder Gibson sighed. “I met up with her last night. She said that she had read the mail and said +15 BONOS

remember the event written on the letter.”

Elder Gibson's voice was even lower.

Just listening from his tone, Melanie could already empathize with the gloom that he was feeling. An old friend that Elder Gibson cared so much with and was so familiar with fragrance blending... Melanie gave it a thought and asked..

“Master, are you suspecting that Yelena York didn’t die after all?”

There was a strange sob from the other side of the line before Elder Gibson said, “Promise me. Don't tell anyone about this for now.”

“| understand.” Melanie promised.

Both fell into silence.

After a while, Melanie remembered something and then asked, “You haven't seen her for decades. but... Would her physical appearance have changed so much that she didn’t look like her younger

self at all?”

“| know what you're trying to say. She didn’t look like Yelena, but the way she walked and the way she looked at people, as well as her temperament... They do feel very alike!”

Elder Gibson couldn’t help but become excited again. “No, they're not alike... They’re one and the same!

Then that would be strange.

Melanie gave it a thought and asked, “Maybe | can go look for her and ask her the questions that you couldn't.”

“That’s great. Please do.”This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

With that, Elder Gibson hung up first.

Melanie was also somewhat shaken.

Now that she recalled it, Elder Gibson had been looking at the sachet of dried flowers that Pamela gave her with a strange look when she came back from Mount Coloss...

After that, when she was organizing a perfume exhibition at Willowfort, Elder Gibson was also looking at the zoomed-in photo of Pamela’s hands for a long time. Not to mention that according to Pam, before Pamela came for the competition, she bought a few outfits that she liked, which all

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Yelena loved wearing traditional dresses all those years ago, and her favorite traditional dress was still in Elder Gibson’s home in Willowlort....

There were clues littered all over!

But it was quite strange as well; Yelena had already passed away for decades. With the Yorks‘ abilities, would they miss any clues that their oldest daughter was missing?

Not to mention that Yelena had died because of a hereditary heart disease. Melanie knew about the disease well. Someone wouldn't suddenly die because of it; patients would be tortured by both the sickness and the treatment, and what happened couldn’t deceive any of thern....

In this case. Pamela’s rebirth was even more curious.

Melanie’s first reaction was to ask Annie or Jeffrey to Investigate, but she’d promised Elder Gibson that she wouldn’t tell anyone about something like this. She had to keep it a secret.

If this drew the attention of the major families, then it didn’t matter if Pamela was really Yelena York or not; it wouldn’t be good for her at all.

That was why she had to keep this a secret from everyone, including Jeffrey.

The next day. Melanie bought some souvenirs from Harbor City to officially visit Pamela.

Shane and Pam were both absent. So Pamela wrote on a piece of paper. “They’re having a fun time now that they’re out of the mountains. They want to have some fun before going back.”

Melanie nodded understandingly.

Pamela poured some tea for her. Melanie drank a cup and said, “Pamela, I’m here because | want to thank you for joining the competition for my sake. Without you, those men’s schemes would

have worked.” Pamela shook her head.

“Someone told me that the level of skill you have isn’t remotely close to what you’ve shown yesterday. You’re a prodigious perfumer, so don’t worry about the victory or failure of a

competition,” she wrote. Melanie smiled.

Pamela could see that Melanie still cared about this and tried to console her. “This is not a fair competition and is a scheme that is targeting you. It’s just that the way | blend my perfume

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Pamela could see through it all. Melanie gave her an understanding smile. “I know.”

After pausing a little, she then continued, “I also came for something else...”

Pamela focused on Melanie’s words, waiting for her to finish it.

Melanie went straight to the point. “You must have heard that I’m Elder Gibson’s disciple?” Pamela nodded.

“My master said that you looked like a friend of his that he knew from his youth, which was why he wrote you letters and gave you a gift. He simply wants to know if you’re that friend of his. He took such a sudden action because of his impatience.”

When talking about Elder Gibson, Melanie still somewhat pitied him. She’d heard his assistant say that he didn’t sleep the whole night and had simply stared blankly at the Emerald Vine perfume that he had blended for Yelena...

Pamela nodded and wrote on the paper, “He explained everything to me already. | know.”

“Then, | want to ask if you really have no memories of him? Or... Do you remember anything after seeing his gifts for you?” Melanie asked.

Pamela shook her head and paused briefly before writing. “There are only two moments in all these years of having amnesia that I've had a vague feeling of familiarity.”

“When?” Melanie quickly asked.