In Harold Chapman’s territory, several repair technicians gathered in Melody Thorne’s room, all were the most famous repair experts in Stellaria.

Four people surrounded the recorder for repairs. It had fallen from such a high tenth floor and wasn’t caught, so it was definitely broken.

"Don’t worry," Jared Quinn pulled Melody Thorne over, handing her a glass of milk, "Sit down and rest for a while."

"Mm," Melody Thorne sat down, her eyes still fixed on the direction of the repair technicians.

Ten minutes later, the technicians finally finished their repairs. Melody Thorne immediately plugged it into the computer. Inside was Sheryl Lancaster’s voice, without a doubt, and below was the time...

Melody Thorne curled her lips. As expected, it was pretty much as she suspected, she really was still alive.

"If this recording and time are made public, it should be enough to clear Madam’s suspicion," Harold Chapman said.

"It won’t clear it. The timeline is the day Luna Lancaster jumped off the building. After release, everyone might think I killed Sheryl Lancaster that day which left this behind."

Melody Thorne stared at the time on the computer, "Have someone check whether Luna Lancaster went out or met anyone after I entered the brokerage company that day."

Luna Lancaster suddenly went crazy and ran upstairs. With her fear of death, she wouldn’t have thought of dying just because of a couple of sentences!

"Okay."

Just after she finished speaking, a big hand pressed down on her head, comforting her like petting an animal, "Not bad, your analysis is quite thorough."

Melody Thorne raised her proud chin, "So I can solve everything myself without needing to listen to anyone."

Jared Quinn squinted his eyes, pondering a question: if Melody Thorne keeps this up, would she become a strong woman?

Just the thought of it made the great President Quinn somewhat displeased. In comparison, he still preferred her small, delicate demeanor. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Melody Thorne didn’t know what he was thinking about, recalling the incident of a blood stain on her panties today,

Melody Thorne promptly stood up and lay on the recliner by the window, preparing to rest quietly without doing anything.

Now that no one was watching the Quinn Corporation, Jared Quinn moved all the required distracting documents back, so he could accompany the woman he wanted to be with.

After lying there the whole afternoon, Melody Thorne felt particularly energized, leaning by the window. She saw Chloe Summers and Harold Chapman standing outside, seemingly having an argument.

"Brother Harold, just accept it, accept it," Chloe Summers took out a chocolate and kept pushing it towards Harold Chapman, "You don’t have a girlfriend, and I don’t have a boyfriend. The day after tomorrow is Valentine’s Day. Rather than being tormented by others, why don’t we make do, and then go our separate ways afterward?"

"Pfft," Melody Thorne couldn’t hold back, there was actually something like this.

"What are you looking at?" Jared Quinn closed his files at some point and came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her.

Melody Thorne pointed outside, "Look at that stone-faced Harold, even when Chloe confesses to him, he doesn’t react."

"What reaction can there be if he doesn’t like her?" Jared Quinn sneered coldly.

Not to mention confessing, even if Chloe got naked, Harold wouldn’t look at her. A man only has interest in the woman he likes.

"But he should at least give some reaction," Melody Thorne huffed, still feeling Chloe Summers was alright. Harold had no taste.

"The day after tomorrow is Valentine’s Day," Jared Quinn leaned down, turning her body around, his gaze blazing.

Melody Thorne "...What’s it got to do with us?"

"Hmm?"

"Oh, right, on Valentine’s Day we must have a properly decorated setting. You’re not allowed to do anything. I don’t even know what celebrating Valentine’s Day feels like, and you’ve never given me a present."