CHAPTER 54: CHAPTER 54: WHY AREN’T YOU WEARING A SWIMSUIT?

The butler was always shrewd and naturally understood what Melody Thorne meant. "Rest assured, Madam, rest assured, I understand."

Melody Thorne nodded with satisfaction. If she dismissed the butler from the villa, there’s a chance that old Mr. Quinn might have others monitor her and Jared Quinn’s every move. It was better to keep the butler and feign ignorance.

"Madam," the butler wiped his mouth and spoke, "dinner is ready. You should have dinner first. The Young Master said to go to the pool in the back after you finish eating."

"What for?" Melody Thorne sat at the dining table. Yesterday, while she fell asleep on Jared Quinn’s couch, it seemed like Jared carried her back inside.

Didn’t that mean that everyone in the company saw it?

"I don’t know," the butler lowered his head, smiling somewhat ambiguously.

Melody Thorne took a few bites of dinner, feeling a persistent emptiness in her heart, and she just realized that Timmy wasn’t around.

"Where’s Timmy? Has he had dinner?"

"Don’t worry, Madam. Mr. Quinn called today to say someone sent him a talking bird, and he thought Timmy would like it, so he sent someone to bring him back."

Melody Thorne "..."

Glancing around, she realized that besides the butler, there weren’t any other servants in the hall.

So... a scene quickly flashed through her mind: with Timmy being picked up by old Mr. Quinn, did that mean only she and Jared Quinn were left here?

Perhaps noticing her confusion, the butler explained, "The Young Master dismissed today’s servants early."

And he would be leaving soon too.

Melody Thorne "..."

"Madam, you’ve eaten too little, please have a bit more," the butler’s words were especially ambiguous.

Melody Thorne lowered her head, stirring the food in her bowl. Her intuition told her that tonight would not be so simple.

She opened her phone to glance at the news about The Adler Family online, where rumors were rife about a photo joke with her face Photoshopped in bed with another man, with many people asking who the woman in the picture was.

Ivy was once again seen as the pitifully delicate little white lotus in people’s minds.

Thinking it over, Melody Thorne sent Ivy a text message, speaking urgently, "What should I do, Ivy? Somehow there’s a bed photo of me and another man online, I’m scared Jared Quinn will see it, I’m really scared, what should I do? Please help me think of something."

"Really? The young master should believe you, right? Don’t worry, I’ll definitely help you think of something," Ivy almost instantly replied.

Melody Thorne sent her a few more messages, then turned off her phone and walked towards the private pool in the back.

From a distance, with the help of the lights, she saw Jared Quinn sitting on a soft chair by the pool, his tall and strong physique wrapped in a towel, the cascading lights gliding over the defined lines of his muscles, sketching out the layers of rock-like abs.

His hair was still dripping water as if he had just come out of the swimming pool, holding a glass of red wine between his slender, fair, jade-like fingers, exuding an indifferent and noble air. Even just looking at his face, he could make people willingly submit at his feet.

"Why did you call me here?" Melody Thorne walked over with a gentle grace, her petite body leaning against a pillar in front of him.

Jared Quinn’s gaze swept over her, and when he saw the clothes she was wearing, a cold sparkle shot through his eyes. "Why aren’t you wearing swimwear?"

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