I Became His Sweetheart by Bright Eyes

Chapter 290 Claiming Credit

Nelson was the main organizer, yet he didn’t understand the basic requirements of a mountain race.

With this in mind, Melanie had to summarize the key points that she felt he would be able to

understand or at least care about.

“Have you considered the fact that the bikers will be racing on mountain roads, and that if it were to

start raining in the next two hours, a mudslide might occur that might put the bikers‘ lives in danger? If

anything were to happen, would you and your men be able to drive in from the base camp to rescue

the bikers in time?”

Reason finally returned to Mr. Hans as he pondered over Melanie’s words. The risk she described did

exist on Mount Coloss.

This was the first mission Johnson Corporation tasked him with. He had to do a good job and claim

credit for it. He couldn’t allow anything to go wrong under his watch.

Nelson’s eyes narrowed as he waved his assistant over.

“Announce to everyone that there might be rain in two hours‘ time. Shorten the race by two hours!

Make them start and end as fast as possible!”

“Yes, Mr. Hans!”

His subordinate was just about to leave to inform everyone about his instructions, when Melanie yelled

at him.

“What nonsense!”

Melanie grabbed hold of the assistant, and said furiously to Nelson. “The race has already started, and

the weather just took a sharp turn for the worse! How dare you cut short the race just like this? That’s a

fatal

mistake!”

“Are you saying that you know better than I do?”

Nelson hated people insinuating that he was an ignorant country bumpkin. He waved his assistant

away, and instructed, “Hurry up and announce the change! If this woman dares to breathe another

word, chase her away!”

Five minutes later, Melanie and the team she brought were chased out of the base camp.

“Melanie? Were you chased out by them as well?”

A man’s surprised voice sounded from behind. Melanie was shocked when she turned around and saw

who it

was.

“Mr. Smith? What what brings you here?”

“I’m here to take photos of Mount Coloss.”

Mr. Smith was wearing a professional–looking outdoor sports attire and a tight–fitting hat. Melanie

almost didn’t recognize him amongst a crowd.

Mr. Smith couldn’t help but complain to Melanie, “I didn’t expect to be able to catch a mountain race, I

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do they have to stop people with cameras from going up the mountain? They clearly engaged some

reporters.

They have cameras, too!”

Melanie blinked as she glanced toward the base camp. Those reporters were probably bribed by

Nelson to

report whatever he wanted, and ignore whatever he wanted to hide.

She pulled out her phone, and refreshed the weather forecast. Looking up at the dark clouds rolling

across the

sky, an ominous feeling crept up her chest.

“Miss Melanie, what should we do now?” some people she brought along with her asked with concern.

“Do any of you know about such extreme mountain races?” Melanie asked. “Is there a high likelihood of

a fatal accident happening in such circumstances?”

A middle–aged man approached her.

“I was involved in these sports when I was young. I don’t dabble in this anymore, but I do pay attention

to relevant news. I’ve heard about accidents occurring during extreme competitions held abroad

recently, mainly due to bad weather and insufficient safety measures put in place by the organizers.

The weather today doesn’t look good.”

“Alright. I’ll send the map of today’s mountain race to you. Since you have experience, assign our

people to

the various refreshment stations on the mountain, just in case something happens,” Melanie said

decisively.

The employee looked thoroughly at the race map that Quincy sent, and began assigning manpower

and

supplies to the various refreshment stations according to the difficulty and risk level of each section of

the

racecourse.

After he was done, Melanie said to everyone, “Time is of the essence. Let’s head off to the mountain

with him

as the lead!”

“Yes, Miss Melanie!” the employees of Jones Enterprise said with gusto.

Mr. Smith tugged at Melanie’s sleeve from behind. “Hey! Take me with you!”

“The weather is terrible today, and the mountain roads are winding. What’s more, we might face critical

situations where we have to rescue injured bikers. Are you sure you want to come along?” Melanie

asked.

Mr. Smith nodded without hesitation. “My lenses don’t just favor peaceful and serene scenes!”

Melanie’s lashes trembled. She paused for a moment before nodding at Mr. Smith.

“So be it. Perhaps such wickedness has to be captured through the lenses and exposed to everyone.

Otherwise, these organizers and sponsors profiteering against their conscience will never know the

error of their ways.

“Keep your camera hidden. It’ll be best if you bring along portable filming equipment instead and follow

right

behind us. After entering the mountain, the roads might get complicated. I might not have the capacity

to

watch out for you. You’ll have to be careful,” Melanie reminded him.

“Don’t worry. I can’t possibly be physically weaker than you are,” Mr. Smith declared confidently.

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With that, everyone boarded the bus and headed steadily up the mountain.

In the base camp, Nelson’s assistant hurriedly reported to him, “President, Melanie Jones is arrogantly

marching up the mountain, bringing a huge bunch of people to the refreshment stations! She’s just

trying to claim credit for your work! Should we follow her and keep an eye on her?”

“It’ll be cold and harsh up there. Are you sure you want to go up the mountain?” Nelson glanced coldly

at him.”

Have you taken care of the on–site media partners?”

“I did. They’ll send the content of their article to us.to review it before they publish it.”

Nelson nodded, satisfied. “Then just let them go up the mountain! There are no media partners up

there, and

it’s useless no matter how much of a front she puts up! A brat like her can do nothing to claim