<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">If Keh had been firmer back then, before she hadpletely fallen out with Tiffany, Melody could have stopped being enemies with Tiffany for his sake and even be friends with Tiffany.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">It was impossible now.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The two hugged for a long while. Melody finally stopped crying and said to Keh, “You go ahead. I’m a little sleepy. I want to sleep for a while.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Okay.” Keh tucked her in and left.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The moment the door closed, the gentle smile on Melody’s face disappeared.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She took out her phone and immediately called Sandra Olson.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She wanted to ask what was going onst night and how Tiffany discovered their secret n in advance.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">If their n had not been leaked, she would not have fallen into Tiffany’s trap and almost lost her life in that pit.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">But no matter how many times she called, no one answered.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Melody became suspicious. She rarely contacted Sandra, especially aftering here. The phone reception in the mountains was erratic and sometimes calls couldn’t go through</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">However, Melody had already been unconscious for a day. Sandra should be watching the area here at all times. It was impossible that she did not know what had happened.</font></font>N?velDrama.Org content.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Yet she did not make any move for the entire day. What did this mean?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Could something have happened to Sandra?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Melody was panicking as she mulled over this. She tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Meanwhile, at the vige chief’s house….</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After Tiffany dismissed the little kids who were pestering her, she avoided Zoe and secretly met Jeremy Cooper in the backyard. He had disguised himself as a staff and hid in the mountain.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She asked, “How did it go?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jeremy nodded. “Mm–hmm. It was as you predicted.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Good.” Tiffany smiled.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">What happenedst night was an ident. Melody and Sandra had set a trap to kill her. Tiffany did not do anything except instruct Jeremy to switch the location of the g. In an instant, Melody’s and her positions were swapped.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">If that local viger had not rescued her, Melody would have suffered the consequences of her own actions by now…</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As they say, Man proposes, God disposes.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Even if Melody was lucky enough to escape with her life, Tiffany would never let the other culprit, Sandra Olson, off Therefore, on the day she went up the mountain, she told Jeremy to inform the Booth family that Sandra Olson was still alive.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Back then, Sandra had married Jordan Booth in a high–profile wedding. Subsequently, she caused the Booth family to go from being a nouveau riche to having nothing. If the Booth famly knew that she was still alive, would they let her off?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In particr, Sandra’s mother–inw, Lauren Booth, used to lead such a hixurious life. After their wealth was usurped by Sandra, she had no choice but to return to the poverty–stricken rural hometown.</font></font>
If her mother–inw were to catch Sandra, she would probably skin Sandra alive.
Incidentally, the Booth family’s hometown was in a vige next to Melvor Mountain, not more than 15 miles away…
Tiffany said slowly. “It’s time for their family reunion.”
“Understood.” Jeremy nodded and immediately left.
Leaves floated down like confetti in the backyard. Tiffany reached out to catch a leaf.
After a while, she turned around and was about to leave when she saw a tall figure standing under a big shady tree and watching her in silence.
The tallnky man had broad shoulders and a narrow waist. At present, he was wearing a smart and elegant suit, which further entuated his excellent physique.
He was aloof and his understated seductiveness made him even more irresistible.
Tiffany did not know if he had overheard her conversation with Jeremy. She could not help but feel a little awkward and she dragged her feet as she approached him.
When… when did you arrive?” Tiffany mumbled.
“Since you won’t visit me, surely I’m allowed to visit you?”
Richard Hampton’s voice was still a little hoarse, and his gaze was full of reproach. “I wonder who agreed to take care of me. In the end, I didn’t see anyone for the entire day.”
“I thought your injuries might heal faster if I don’t disrupt your recuperation.” Tiffany rubbed her nose.
This girl made ame excuse sound so proper and well–founded
Richard was so exasperated that he burst outughing. He immediately pulled her to the farmhouse next door. Once the door was closed, he pressed her down on the bed.
“I was wrong, I was wrong, Sir! Let’s talk nicely. A gentleman uses his mouth, not his hands. Don’t… Tiffany begged for mercy frantically,
However, before she could finish speaking, she heard a tearing sound. Her clothes were ripped open and her back suddenly felt cold.
Tiffany felt helpless. She thought that she was doomed this time but to her surprise, she felt something cooling on her back and a medicinal scent wafted out.
The wound on her back felt cool andfortable as the effect of the medicine spread out.
This man was only helping her apply medicine to her wound.
It was just a false rm.
Tiffany heaved a sigh of relief. Then, she heard the man’s ambiguous voice behind her. “Liule pervert, what are you thinking?
“N–nothing… Though Tiffany denied it outright, her ears had turned red.
After applying the medicine to her back, Richard withdrew his binds. “It’s done.”
Though he was done, she didn’t dare to get up in her current state.
Tiffany said glumily, “My clothes…..
“Here. Put it on.” Richard took out a set of clothes from the wardrobe and handed it to Tiffany. It was some kind of work clothes. It looked very fashionable and smart, and was suitable for moving around in the mountains. Yet at the same time, her arms and legs were well covered.
After that, Richard left the room before she could say anything.
Only then did Tiffany put on the new clothes reluctantly.
A few minutester, she opened the door and walked out. “I’m done.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Richard turned around..</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Under the light, the young girl’s long hair was tied into a high ponytail. Her exquisite face was beautiful and stunning even without makeup. She was now wearing a work suit which was custom–made by a famous international designer. The style was trendy, making her look smart and cool.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Most importantly, her small waist was entuated.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Richard gazed at her in satisfaction. “Not bad.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">What’s not bad?” Tiffany wanted to ask him if he was referring to the clothes or her.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As she got ready to indulge in some narcissism, the man looked at her and replied faintly, “Much more pleasing to the eye than earlier.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Huh? What’s wrong with my outfit just now? Isn’t it just a normal tank top and shorts?‘ she wondered.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">What Tiffany didn’t know was that when she sauntered around in her tank top and shorts, her sun–kissed smooth skin. seemed to glow. Other people couldn’t resist ogling her.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She didn’t notice it but a certain man had turned green with jealousy.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Therefore, he got people to deliver this set of clothes for Tiffany with just one phone call.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Sidney was standing outside and gave a shrill whistle. Then, he strolled in leisurely with his hands in his pockets and teased Richard. “Tsk! Where did this green–eyed monstere from?“”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Richard shot him an icy gaze. “Are you very free?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“No, I suddenly remembered that I still have something on. Goodbye!” Sidney slipped away immediately.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Seeing this, Tiffany also ran outside. “I have something on too!”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She had barely taken two steps before she was pulled into the man’s embrace. A refreshing scent overwhelmed her, tititing her no end.</font></font>