CHAPTER 163: CHAPTER 163: WHO’S MORE RUTHLESS

Melody Thorne paced back and forth in front of Hans Montrose’s living room with a bit of disdain. "Don’t tell me your house has only one bedroom?".

Originally a three-bedroom space, he had turned it all into a large living room.

"One is good enough," Jack Monstrose spoke up. "Half for each of us is more than enough."

"You go out and buy me a set of clothes first," Melody Thorne pulled off the costume she was wearing, revealing a white undershirt beneath it, and opened the nearby fridge, which was filled entirely with beer, without any snacks.

"And bring back some food and a hot pot."

Hans Montrose said, "...and you?"

"I can’t go out right now," Melody Thorne walked towards his bedroom. "You have makeup remover, right? And towels? I’m going to take a shower first."

Hans Montrose said, "...Yes."

"Oh, and it’s better to buy a black tracksuit. I have to catch someone tonight."

Hans Montrose "..."

He glanced at the woman inside, resigned, and walked out.

An hour later, Hans Montrose returned with clothes and food, including a dress and a tracksuit. Melody Thorne picked the tracksuit and changed into it; the size was just right.

Outside, the world had already turned upside down. The headlines of Stellaria were dominated by a single woman, with a large photo of Melody Thorne plastered over them.

[A nameless young actress fresh out of school doesn’t hesitate to harm her best friend to become famous, cutting the wires in public and causing the new starlet Ivy to fall into the river, missing and presumed dead, with chilling cunning.]

[Director Irving’s new movie faces a major crisis. His intent to launch a new talent gets dragged down, nearly causing a death on the first day of shooting, forcing him to halt filming on day one.]

[Without remorse, the small-time actress flees to avoid culpability, with not a hint of sorry. The Adler Family is willing to spend a fortune to avenge their daughter and track down that woman.]

[Justice is inevitable; punishment is deserved.]

"Bang —" Jared Quinn slammed the newspaper onto the table, his strikingly handsome face darkened with menace, and his eyes were cold as ice. "Haven’t found her yet?"

"Master," the butler shivered. "Our people have started investigating, but the whereabouts of the car that took the young mistress from the set today are unknown. Someone captured a picture of the car, but the license plate was conspicuously blocked, so..."

"Keep looking, keep looking!" Jared Quinn sneered with anger. "What about her phone, her location?"

"The young mistress’s phone was left on the set when she was rescued. Our people contacted the crew and retrieved her belongings," the butler handed over Melody Thorne’s belongings.

Jared Quinn took Melody Thorne’s phone, seething with rage. Those who could storm onto the set and rescue Melody Thorne were none other than the people close to her, who knew her new shoot started today, so they showed up; otherwise, it couldn’t be such a coincidence.

"Check everyone who contacted her in the last few days thoroughly for me!"

"Yes."

"Wait," Jared Quinn’s deep, cold, black eyes flashed with cruelty. His thin, cold lips moved subtly as he whispered a few words into the butler’s ear.

"Yes," the butler withdrew.

All of Stellaria’s roads seemed to be under strict scrutiny, and half of this was from The Adler Family, including all street surveillance.

...

"I’ll get a doctor," Hugh Lawson looked worriedly at the worn-down house where a woman was lying inside.

"No, don’t call a doctor, don’t..." Ivy’s body was wrapped in a thick blanket, and her cheeks were flushed and trembling all over. "I can’t let them find me now. I want Melody Thorne to never stand up again in her life. It’s only me who gets to step on her, and I absolutely won’t let her rise above me."

It’s a competition to see who can be more ruthless now.