He is a merchant, everything a merchant does is within his calculations, who would want to do a losing business?
Melody Thorne didn't notice the gleam in Jared Quinn's eyes. If she had, she would have immediately jumped off this hungry wolf.
"Young master, Mrs. Thorne is here," the butler's voice came from outside the villa.
Melody immediately jumped off Jared, checking her clothes to see if there was anything amiss.
Mrs. Thorne is different now than before, she needs to be more mindful.
"Alright, stop looking, everything's fine," Jared pulled her arm. "Don't forget you are now Mrs. Quinn, the mistress here."
Melody still nervously glanced towards the door, but what would Mrs. Thorne be coming here for?
The butler and Mrs. Thorne quickly entered, with Rochelle Thorne following behind her.
"Master Jared," Rochelle rushed over like a gust of wind to Jared, her eyes glowing as she stared at him.
Jared Quinn was undoubtedly the most handsome and charming man she had ever seen.
