CHAPTER 142: CHAPTER 142: DEBTS MUST BE REPAID

Melody Thorne stirred the crab meat in her mouth, feeling a bit nauseous from eating too much. When she saw Ivy come in, she raised an eyebrow indifferently, swallowed it down, and nudged Jared Quinn’s white shirt with her foot, urging, "Hurry up, hurry up."

Jared Quinn turned his head, not looking pleased. This woman dared to nudge his clothes with her foot!

"Am I gentle, or is he?" Jared leaned over, questioning in a deep voice.

Melody Thorne thought for a few seconds and then pointed to the expensive marble table nearby, "Go feel if that thing is cold and hard."

Jared Quinn "!!!"

Ungrateful!

"Mr. Quinn," Ivy said, trembling with anger, unable to hold back her voice,

How could such a noble man like Jared Quinn allow a woman to rub her clothes with her feet, let alone peel things by himself!!!

"Is there something you need?" Jared Quinn’s handsome face was full of gloom.

To him, he never used to pay attention to Melody Thorne, but now, Melody Thorne required a lot of his time to teach her how to be a qualified Mrs. Quinn.

"Can we talk in the study?" Ivy asked cautiously.

Melody Thorne glanced at her clothes and then hooked Jared Quinn’s shirt again with her small foot, "Someone’s trying to use beauty tricks, and you’re not going quickly."

Jared Quinn grabbed her restless foot, giving her a warning look,

"Say it here" Jared Quinn did not get up.

"Mr. Quinn," Ivy half-bowed, wearing a strapless little dress, her graceful neck exposed, and a scar on it very noticeable.

It seemed she deliberately deepened the color of that scar,

"Our Adler Family’s company was painstakingly built by my father. Now, Caleb suddenly regained his memory and wants it back, but you know if he takes it back, then my father and I will have nowhere to go, so I want to beg you, help us, the Adler Family, go to our company tomorrow, just having you there, he certainly won’t be able to take it back."

Ivy spoke as tears flowed, looking pitiful.

Melody Thorne sneered coldly, "Using other people’s things and getting addicted to it, wanting to eliminate others completely, Miss Ivy, hasn’t anyone ever taught you that debts must be repaid someday?"

Ivy looked up to find Melody Thorne’s gaze fixed on the scar on her shoulder, her face turned several shades uglier.

"I don’t know what you’re talking about," she avoided Melody Thorne’s gaze, "but these years for the Adler Family, it’s my father who brought us to our current status, definitely not Caleb."

"This is your family’s business, what does it have to do with us?" Melody Thorne opened her mouth, wanting the Adler Family to fall into Caleb’s hands, how could she let Jared Quinn intervene?

"Mr. Quinn," Ivy cried, her shoulders trembling, that scar hard to ignore.

Before Jared Quinn could speak again, Melody Thorne picked up a cup of tea just poured by the butler and splashed it over. She initially didn’t care, but seeing Ivy use past events like this, her emotions instantly heightened.

"Ah!" Ivy screamed, her body crashing to the ground.

"Miss Ivy, are you alright?" The butler’s eye twitched, quickly walking over, "Look, look, why did you have to squat down, squat down and do what? Our madam recently for some reason often has slippery hands, you shouldn’t stay so close."

The man, who had remained silent and hadn’t agreed to Ivy’s request, now turned his gaze to Melody Thorne, gripping her arm, "Why are you reacting so big about helping the Adler Family?"

"What if I say I don’t want you to help?"