CHAPTER 38: CHAPTER 38: COOPERATION

Melody Thorne weaved through the crowd, greeting anyone who might one day make a mark in the entertainment industry, familiarizing herself with them. Among them were quite a few investors.

It seemed The Adler Family had made a significant investment this time, inviting almost half of the investors in the industry, along with some directors and editors, paving the way for Ivy in the best way possible.

In her previous life, after Ivy graduated, she skyrocketed to fame and often accompanied Jared Quinn at social events. As for her, in the end, she was left with nothing and was discarded by Jared. The pain of it was unforgettable.

"What are you looking at? Stay away from me, or you’ll dirty my clothes," a sharp, snide voice echoed from a corner of the hall.

"I truly don’t understand why The Adler Family keeps such a loser around."

"They probably keep him as a pet."

"Having someone like that as a pet would still be a waste of resources."

A few women burst into laughter.

Melody Thorne looked over and saw a boy, about her age, curled up in a corner, wearing dirty clothes, with his face smeared with who knows what.

He was what others called a "little fool," someone she recognized. Although she hadn’t interacted much with him in her past life, she knew Ivy had a foolish younger brother of a similar age, who was always despised.

The reason people didn’t criticize The Adler Family for their treatment of him was that he was Ivy’s cousin, and his father was in jail for murder, with him charged as an accomplice. Everyone thought he deserved his fate.

No one noticed that everything originally belonged to this "little fool," but the family had entirely taken it over, treating him like a dog.

In her previous life, she had inadvertently discovered a secret — this fool wasn’t truly foolish. He was pretending, waiting for a chance to seek revenge.

Someone who could endure to such an extent surely had extraordinary resilience and wouldn’t lack in scheming either.

If he could join forces with her...

Melody Thorne took a piece of ice from a chilled glass and, under the dim lighting, threw it at the feet of the woman, then quickly left.

"Ah!" came a scream from over there. The woman was wearing twenty-centimeter high heels and slipped on the ice, falling back with a loud crash. Even from a distance, Melody could almost feel how badly she had fallen.

"What’s going on?" Many people looked over in that direction, but the lighting was too dim to see clearly.

Melody Thorne helpfully turned on the light in that area,

instantly exposing the woman’s embarrassing state to everyone. She was wearing a short skirt, now leaving very little to the imagination.

"Ah," the woman screamed again, hurriedly covering her skirt.

The women around her quickly surrounded her,

and Melody Thorne kindly turned off the light again, preparing to find a seat to have a drink when she noticed the "little fool" looking her way. Yet his eyes were cold, though the expression vanished quickly, she caught it.

Melody Thorne flashed him a smile, and the "little fool" quickly lowered his head,