"Okay."
"Melody Thorne, you don't have the right to revoke our status as heirs, only Grandpa can." Clara Seymour and Stella Seymour's gazes were so dark at this moment that they seemed about to drip water.
"Wait." Melody Thorne looked at Leon Rivers lying on the bed and suddenly spoke, "Serve them a bowl each of the two medicines Leon just drank, let them taste that feeling."
"Okay."
"Melody Thorne, Melody Thorne, you don't have the right to do that."
"Melody Thorne, I won't let you off."
"Melody Thorne..."
Melody Thorne stood by the door watching as Stella Seymour and Clara Seymour were fed two bowls of miscarriage-inducing medicine and slapped repeatedly. Only then did her tightly clenched fists slowly relax.
"Stop watching." A flash of murderous intent crossed Jared Quinn's dark eyes. If they weren't part of the Seymour Family, daring to harm his child, those guns were ready for them.
