CHAPTER 36: CHAPTER 36: SO BEAUTIFUL

Melody Thorne walked over and gave her little bun a kiss. "I’m going to a party, be good and stay at home. I’ll be back soon."

"Can’t I go?" Timmy asked with a somewhat resentful look in his eyes.

"You can’t go," Melody Thorne picked him up from the big bed and walked out, just as Timmy’s tutor arrived. "You have a tutoring session, be good and wait for me at home."

"Alright," little Timmy watched with wide eyes as she walked out.

The Banquet.

A luxurious red Maserati steadily parked outside the door, almost everyone inside looked towards the entrance, curious about who owned that luxury car with the unique, impressive license plate number.

But...

"Bro Jared, isn’t that your car?" Timothy Lockwood stared at the just-parked car outside, his eyes nearly bulging out.

That car was one of the vehicles in Jared Quinn’s backyard, and now that Jared Quinn was here, it’s surprising his car would show up like this.

Jared Quinn’s dark eyes flashed a cold light as he stared directly at the car and walked over.

After the car came to a halt, the door opened, and almost everyone turned to look, including Ivy, who was standing not far away.

She didn’t seem to have such wealthy friends, right?

The first thing everyone saw was a pair of black stiletto heels, followed by long, supple, beautiful legs, and then, a girl in a white dress,

Almost all eyes were fixed as the girl stepped out of the car, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders, skin as white as snow, the uniquely designed sheer white dress outlining her exquisite figure, with long supple legs ending in black stiletto heels, exuding both nobility and a hint of feminine sexiness, airy and spirited.

Timothy Lockwood was dumbfounded, unable to recall who the woman before him was. He practically rummaged through his mind for all the goddesses he knew,

until Melody Thorne drew closer to the banquet hall did Timothy come to his senses. Damn, it’s like he’s been struck by lightning a few times these past days; it’s just too unbelievable.

It turned out to be Melody Thorne. How did he never realize she was so beautiful before?

Coming back to reality, Timothy Lockwood looked at the distinguished man beside him. At this moment, the man’s eyes were especially deep, thoughtfully fixed on Melody Thorne.

"Ivy," Melody Thorne said as she walked over, noticing a hint of jealousy flashing in the woman’s eyes. "Sorry for being late today."

"Hehe, no problem," Ivy forced a laugh, clenching the cup in her hand,

She brought Melody Thorne here to make her a spectacle, yet today Melody had stolen the spotlight!

"And this is?" A middle-aged man next to Ivy spoke up.

Melody Thorne glanced over. She recognized the man; he was the famous Director Irving.

He was best known for his youth films, including movies. She remembered in her past life, this man even held auditions at Axton when they graduated.

That film became a runaway hit at the time, instantly catapulting many to fame.

It was quite the opportunity to stand out.

"Oh, she’s..." Ivy was just about to introduce her casually, afraid that Melody Thorne would steal her thunder.

But Melody Thorne politely extended a hand. "Hello, Director Irving, I’m Melody Thorne, a friend of Ivy’s. I’ve often watched the shows you’ve directed, every one of them I’ve followed. They’re truly paragons of classics."

She skillfully came onto the stage, flattering first without showing a trace.