CHAPTER 17: CHAPTER 17: BLOOD TIES

"Isn’t all this effort just for this moment? To make me interested in your body, sleeping with you every night?" Jared Quinn’s thin, crimson lips moved up and down without a hint of emotion.

His large hand touched her slender, graceful waist.

Indeed, last night left him somewhat wanting more.

Melody Thorne "..."

She was nearly amused by his narcissism, Melody Thorne closed her clear, water-like eyes angrily, curling her lips into a cold smile, "Jared Quinn, if you think this is my new tactic, then feel free to divorce me!"

If that were the best scenario, it would save her a lot of trouble.

Jared Quinn’s tall figure suddenly trembled, lowering his eyes, the girl he had pinned against the wall appeared extremely cold, like a bird about to fly away from him, making his arrogant heart feel somewhat unsure, feeling as though he could no longer captivate her.

Melody Thorne returned to her senses and pushed him away, indifferently took a pair of high-heeled shoes from the shoe cabinet and put them on, picked up her handbag, and left without casting even a glance at the man inside the room.

Downstairs, Timothy Lockwood, who had been waiting for some drama, watched as Melody Thorne came down from upstairs,

his eyes completely fixated, the girl coming down the stairs with her ink-black hair draped over her shoulders, her skin as white as snow, a uniquely designed black dress outlining her exquisite figure, and her slender, smooth legs complemented by a pair of black high heels, making her appear both noble and a bit sensually feminine, graceful and spirited.

Timothy Lockwood stared blankly, almost forgetting that the woman before him was the ’little fool’ he often referred to.

Until Melody Thorne’s silhouette disappeared, Timothy Lockwood snapped back to reality, feeling as though he had been struck by lightning several times throughout the day, it was simply unbelievable.

Returning to his senses, Timothy Lockwood saw the distinguished man standing by the staircase handrail, his eyes particularly deep, as if pondering or sorting through something.

Melody Thorne started the car and drove to the actor training venue, parked the car steadily, and got out.

A few young actors were circling around Ivy.

"Ivy, this dress is really beautiful, it looks like a designer piece, did Jared give it to you again?"

"Also, these accessories are quite nice too."

"Ivy, you’re getting more and more beautiful now."

"Of course, Ivy is the ’flower’ of Aethelburg Academy now, many big directors are looking for our Ivy."

Ivy raised her lips proudly, then pretended to be humble and said, "Not at all, everyone is great."

"Alright, stop chatting, you guys." The director walked over, "Melody Thorne didn’t show up again today?"

"Director, she probably won’t come." Ivy lightly bit her lower lip to speak, in a hesitant manner.

The director’s face directly darkened, he wasn’t some famous director, even letting them shoot a small commercial, everyone showed up, yet Melody Thorne was still absent, did she think she needed to put on airs when she hadn’t even acted before?

"If she’s not coming, don’t wait for her, so many people waiting for just her, who does she think she is?" The director directly darkened his face to curse, "Even if she gets into showbiz later, no one will dare to use her."

"Yes, yes, director, you’re right," Ivy covered her mouth and stole a laugh, fingers adjusting her clothes, wearing a white dress. Today, they’re shooting a water commercial to promote their campus, and she’s the main character, essentially the spokesperson for Aethelburg Academy.

"Who is that?" Suddenly everyone’s eyes turned towards the path coming into Aethelburg Academy from outside.