Chapter 676: Chapter 676: Truly Ruthless
"Can’t you see I’m using the ways of the wealthy to solve problems? Both she and Jared Quinn were framed, there’s no need to investigate further. And you know Jared didn’t have women around him before. He disdains touching women. If he was the one who couldn’t hold back, would you believe it?"
The reporters were silent, not expecting Melody Thorne to state it so bluntly. She indeed intended to give Wendy Lynch money to send her away, calling it the method of the wealthy.
Seeing none of the reporters speaking up for her, Wendy Lynch got a bit anxious. She used both hands to get up from the ground. "I just want the truth, that’s all. Without the truth, I will never leave."
"What truth do you want?" Yulia O’Connell held the thick stack of money and bank cards. "There’s no possibility between you and Jared Quinn. Melody Thorne won’t give up her position to you. No matter how you look at it, you’ve lost. No matter how long you wait, the result will be the same. You might as well take this money and leave!"
Yulia O’Connell was never easy to deal with. She raised her hand, and the money fluttered down onto Wendy Lynch, a humiliation greater than any other.
"We’ve said all we need to say. You can pick up the money one by one and leave," Yulia O’Connell said casually, her eyes surveying Wendy Lynch’s body. "Also, with your figure and looks, it might be hard to marry into a powerful family. You might as well go abroad, marry a strong man, and maybe he’ll treat you well!"
The reporters hadn’t met Yulia O’Connell, but her actions surely matched those of an unruly and capricious young lady.
They had seen people humiliate others, but never so openly.
The café suddenly fell silent.
Wendy Lynch clenched her fists tightly, daring to humiliate her in public like this? Just wait and see!
Melody Thorne and Yulia O’Connell left while the men in the hall watched the actions of the two women.
"Your little Jade is quite ruthless," Leon Rivers touched his nose. "No wonder she managed to captivate you to the point where no other women interest you. Probably bewitched your soul since childhood!"
Cole O’Connell, leaning by the window, his long legs slightly bent forward, agreed. Since childhood, she knew how to bewitch him. He waited twenty-six years and never indulged, just to wait for her to grow up.
Yulia O’Connell indeed had the charm to entice. The older she got, the better she became at enticing him, making him endure nights of tension with no relief, patiently coaxing and waiting for her.
Thinking about her body, Cole O’Connell felt a throbbing pain, the veins on his forehead standing out...
"Jared, why haven’t you said anything?" Leon Rivers turned off the transmitted image. "Why does your sister-in-law seem more proactive than you?"
The ashtray in front of Jared Quinn was filled with cigarette butts, yet the one between his fingers was still burning slowly.
He stood up, picked up his coat, and went upstairs.
Inside Timmy’s bedroom, Mrs. Quinn was holding Timmy, unable to close her smiling mouth. "Grandma’s little darling, you’re getting better at making Grandma happy."
"Click," the bedroom door opened. Jared Quinn’s tall and stern figure stood outside the door.
Mrs. Quinn’s body slightly shivered imperceptibly but quickly composed herself. "Jared..."
"Timmy, go downstairs and play with Uncle Leon for a while," Jared Quinn said.
"Okay," Timmy crawled out from Mrs. Quinn’s arms. "Going downstairs to play."
