Chapter 674: Chapter 674: Bring a Knife Over
Tears of laughter spewed forth.
Fingers gently touched the photo, pressing it tightly against the chest.
...
None of those invited by Leon Rivers for questioning had any possibility of being involved, even Jared Quinn couldn’t remember who had drugged him.
"Jared, you’ve always been so observant, how could you fall for something like this this time?" Leon Rivers looked at him incredulously.
Jared Quinn rubbed his chin with a large hand, his gaze deepening. He usually had an excellent memory, but couldn’t recall any possibilities.
"Is there a drug that you can carry with you that makes you temporarily unaware of your actions?"
"No, unless you were already drugged from the start. But I’ve checked all the drinks at the scene, and there’s nothing wrong with any of them. Whoever did this is well-hidden, striking without anyone noticing."
"It must be Wendy Lynch, you men don’t even need to investigate further," Yulia O’Connell spoke up. "When that woman is in the mood, she doesn’t care whether he’s a cousin or a brother; like a man, she only thinks about how to get it."
Cole O’Connell lowered his head, his gaze falling on her delicate chin, and gently clasped it with three strong fingers. "You mean when a woman is in the mood, she forgets her identity just like a man does, only wanting to get it? So what about you, little Jade?"
"That depends on what type of man he is and whether he’s worth going crazy for. Of course, with someone like Jared, it’s rare to find a woman who wouldn’t go crazy for him," Yulia O’Connell said, casting an appreciative look at Jared Quinn.
This gaze stirred Cole’s jealousy immensely, and he tightened his grip on her fingers, using his other hand to turn her body, forcing her to look at him, with her back to the man she had just praised. "Don’t look at others like that ever again, you hear me? Whoever you look at, I’ll take him down."
"Then take him down first," Yulia O’Connell’s gaze pointed toward Jared Quinn.
Cole O’Connell: "...He doesn’t even see you, no need to take him down."
"Alright, alright, can you two please mind your image a bit?" Leon Rivers adjusted his suit, at least taking care of his own solitary bachelor image.
"I’m going to find Wendy Lynch," Melody Thorne suddenly spoke up.
Leon Rivers: "...Sister-in-law, you’re not thinking of bringing a knife, are you?"
"You don’t use a butcher’s knife to kill a chicken, do you?" Melody Thorne scoffed. "If it’s really as Yulia O’Connell said, then maybe I can provoke her a little, and who knows, it might have some unexpected results. You guys aren’t finding anything anyway, are you?"
Jared Quinn’s entire handsome face was shrouded in pale blue smoke as he gently exhaled, actually forming other speculations in his mind.
Melody Thorne used Jared Quinn’s old number to send Wendy Lynch a message, inviting her to meet at a café.
"Let’s go, I’ll go with you," Yulia O’Connell instinctively wrapped her arm around Melody’s shoulder. "My favorite drama is watching the wife confront the mistress."
Melody Thorne: "..."
When they arrived, Wendy Lynch was already in the café. Her eyes, as she looked up, were as pitiful as a little white rabbit’s, shimmering with such pitiable light. Her face instantly changed when seeing Melody and Yulia, but she quickly suppressed it.
"Sister-in-law, why is it you?"
"Why can’t it be me?" Melody Thorne tossed her bag onto the café chair. "Wendy Lynch, with this scandal, you’ve not only ruined the Lynch family’s reputation but also the Quinn family’s. Shouldn’t we have a talk?"
