CHAPTER 115: CHAPTER 115: GIVE ME A GRANDSON

"No, no," several people hurriedly spoke up, afraid that this big shot might get angry and storm off the set.

"How did you get in?" the screenwriter asked, looking at Melody Thorne with a not-so-pleasant expression.

Melody Thorne didn’t want to drag Kiki Sutton into this, so she walked over to Sheryl Lancaster. "I heard Miss Lancaster was part of this film crew, so I came to take a look. We had a good chat last time we had dinner together, so I came to visit her."

"To see me?" Sheryl Lancaster sneered, but on the surface, she still pretended to be gentle and graceful. Last time, the collaboration between The Lancaster Family and Jared Quinn was messed up, and she hadn’t even settled the score with her yet. Now she claimed to be here for a visit—yeah right.

"Yes, doesn’t Miss Lancaster welcome me?" Melody Thorne looked back at her. "I still remember you visiting my house..."

"Melody Thorne!" Sheryl Lancaster interrupted, knowing exactly what she meant. Her current position partially stemmed from being the nominal girlfriend of Jared Quinn before,

but if it got out that it was only in name and they never actually slept together, she’d be laughed to death.

"Now that I’ve seen you, I should be going," Melody Thorne waved her hand. "No need to see me off."

Sheryl Lancaster gritted her teeth, furious at her arrogant behavior!

Kiki Sutton came out of the changing room just as Melody Thorne was leaving.

"Where did the person sitting here go?" Kiki Sutton asked a nearby staff member.

"Did you bring her?" Sheryl Lancaster suddenly spoke up.

Kiki Sutton saw Sheryl Lancaster there and remembered she was once Jared Quinn’s nominal girlfriend. Meeting here would surely mean no good.

"Yes, I brought her," Kiki Sutton replied.

Sheryl Lancaster looked at Kiki Sutton and let out a cold laugh. Perfect, she had some anger to vent.

Villa.

When Melody Thorne returned, only the butler was there, and the whole villa was engulfed in a deathly silence, the atmosphere somewhat off.

"What’s going on?"

The butler looked at her with a terribly pained expression. "Little Miss, the old master... he had a heart attack and has been rushed to the hospital."

Melody Thorne frowned, "...Was this his first heart attack?"

Before, the old master would often pretend to have heart attacks to get Jared Quinn back to accompany her.

"Little Miss, this time it’s not pretend, it’s real. Even Dr. Mo came and personally took him to the hospital. It’s truly an attack," the butler, fearing she wouldn’t believe it, added, "If you don’t believe me, you can call the hospital."

Melody Thorne gave the butler a half-doubtful glance but still went to the hospital.

In the ward, the old master lay on the bed, his complexion already improved. Dr. Mo was earnestly advising him, "Young people today have their way of living. Why must you always meddle?"

Hey, the old master was displeased. What do you mean he’s meddling? Wasn’t he doing this for their own good?

"Grandpa," Melody Thorne entered, "Dr. Mo, how is Grandpa?"

"He’s not..." in a serious condition.

Dr. Mo was just about to say it when the old master, who was previously huffing and glaring, suddenly looked like he was on the verge of passing away.

"Melody," the old master reached out a hand to her.

Melody Thorne held the old man’s hand, a bit worried, "Grandpa, why is this so serious?"

Dr. Mo didn’t respond, silently looking out the window.

"Melody, Grandpa can’t hold on much longer. You must promise me, before I go, to give me a grandson."

Melody Thorne "..."

She glanced down at her belly. Just outside the door, a man with a cold and stern demeanor had also heard the old master’s words and similarly focused his gaze on her stomach.