Melody Thorne had just reached the doorway when she paused, raising her hand to signal the soldier to leave.
She looked inside from the window.
Jared Quinn's cold jawline formed an arrogant arc, the cigarette at his fingertips burning continuously as he watched to see what tricks the woman in front of him would pull.
To him, that woman was entirely unimportant unless she was Melody Thorne.
As this thought crossed his mind, the cigarette in Jared's fingers trembled slightly.
He was probably deeply poisoned by Melody Thorne; everything seemed to remind him of her.
Sheryl Lancaster, thinking Jared was also considering the matter, continued her efforts. "Timmy is such a cute child who lost his mother from a young age, don't you want to give him a home? Even I find it pitiable,
I know you have Melody Thorne, so you definitely won't marry me, but I don't care. If you want to give Timmy a home, I can accept anything. I can live alone in the mansion you have prepared for me,
