CHAPTER 43: CHAPTER 43: MOVING BACK

Jared’s eyes were serious, "Because you’re naive, lack tactics, lack brains, too foolish and too dumb!"

Melody: "!!!"

Her inner monologue was a single word: Damn!

"I don’t care!" Melody glared at him, "I’ll never be Mrs. Quinn again in this lifetime!"

Right now, she couldn’t wait to strengthen her wings and escape with Timmy, how could she possibly stick to him?

Jared’s dark eyes were fixed on the petite woman in front of him. More precisely, it was like staring at prey, prey that hadn’t sparked his desire to conquer in a long time. His cold black pupils were filled with interest, spurred by her defiance.

He didn’t even want to conquer her too quickly, but rather devour her bit by bit.

"At least you’re still Mrs. Quinn now!" Jared stepped forward. His tall and imposing figure contrasted sharply with her delicate and fragile one, giving him an impulse to pull her into his arms and ravage her.

Soon I won’t be! Melody’s delicate white hand pinched the hem of her skirt, silently adding in her mind.

"So, move back in!"

"What...?" Melody stared at him as if seeing a ghost.

Jared was a clean freak, especially hating it when others touched his bed!

"Move back in, I’m giving you five minutes," Jared shot her a glance, "If you’re not back in five minutes, I’ll make sure you become famous before you even graduate from Axton."

His large hand deliberately brushed the camera past her eyes...

Damn it!!!

Melody lightly bit her lip and left. She saw Timmy was already sleeping obediently on his own, a touch of softness rising in her heart. She just needed to endure a bit longer, and with a bit more time, she’d figure out a way to take Timmy away from here.

Five minutes later, Melody appeared punctually in Jared’s bedroom. The man was wearing a silk robe, loosely tied, holding a cigarette between his fingers as he stood by the window exhaling smoke.

Her gaze wandered between the sofa and the large bed but decisively chose the bed, opened her laptop, aware that the Zhongxi exam was coming up in a few days and she needed to review the content to ensure she could really get her diploma.

She barely had her computer open when a news piece caught her eye, causing a buzz and ridicule among many.

It was a snippet of video from a bar, recorded three days ago showing Ivy setting up Jean Gage, with sounds clearly capturing what Ivy said to the investors.

Melody immediately recognized Jean Gage as the author of the entertainment article, seeking revenge against Ivy. In her past life, not doing well in acting led to her switch to journalism, and this piece had her style written all over it.

Her fingers scrolled down to read the comments. Many who had seen Ivy’s dramas expressed support for her, as she typically played the pure, innocent role, successfully building her image.

Just as Melody considered anonymously supporting Jean Gage, a comment popped up catching her attention, saying nothing—just a bed photo of a man and a woman, half of the woman’s face showing, seemingly Ivy.

It was obviously a candid photo.

Melody purposely glanced at the anonymous user’s name "[The Lone Avenger]," whose bloody profile picture instantly reminded her of someone, the reclusive teenager from The Adler Family.

On a whim, Melody moved the mouse and added him as a friend.

Suddenly, darkness loomed over her as the light was blocked, and a large hand gripped her shoulder.