"Mm," he obligingly responded.
More and more eyes turned their way, almost dropping jaws in astonishment that the head of the Quinn Conglomerate was such a softie at home.
Jared Quinn brushed away her hand and pinched her waist.
"Don't pinch me," Melody Thorne reached out to pinch Jared Quinn's firm waist. "Timmy, he's bullying me, come help me."
A high-status man stood on the school playground, tall and elegant like jade, letting the big and small person in front of him play around, his eyes filled with deep indulgence.
Many women around looked on, green with envy.
Look at someone else's man, and then look at their own — in looks, background, and wealth, there was no comparison, only pretension.
The event was just a talent show contest between parents and children. Melody Thorne sat in the crowd watching the big and small on stage. Since Timmy was always alone in past years, he hadn't performed before, so the principal didn't know what he could do.
