Rolling over, Melody Thorne took the initiative to snuggle into Jared Quinn’s arms, her arms and legs wrapped around his waist and chest.

Jared Quinn wanted to push her back to her original position, but couldn’t bear to, so he half-held her like that.

In the morning, at seven, Jared Quinn woke up. When he awoke, he deliberately checked to see if the woman beside him had any unusual signs, and after confirming that he hadn’t done anything to her, he was relieved.

As he opened the door, a man with disheveled hair was leaning against it asleep, and with the motion of the door opening, he fell inside.

"Quinn," Leon Rivers was looking utterly confused from sleep.

He had arrived here late last night, but Harold Chapman had stopped him, refusing to let him in, which forced him to wait until now.

"Where did you come crawling from, Leon Rivers?" Jared Quinn asked, full of disdain.

"Jared, you’re not being fair, I ended up like this for the sake of investigating the truth about the past, didn’t I? I finally found out that Melody Thorne is Timmy’s biological mother," Leon Rivers explained.

"Did I ask you to investigate?" Jared Quinn, seeing his disheveled state, felt even more disdain, "Harold, quickly take him to get a shower."

"Alright," Harold replied.

"Jared, Jared," Leon Rivers struggled, "there’s more I haven’t told you yet."

"Look at the state you’re in, go change your clothes," Harold Chapman, also showing disdain, said, "Even if you’re trying to find out something, you don’t have to end up like this."

"You don’t understand," Leon Rivers snorted coldly.

Jared Quinn closed the door, and Melody Thorne was already awakened by the noise, lazily lying in bed, reluctant to get up.

"Hungry?" Jared Quinn asked, amused, looking at the little slacker on the bed.

"Hmm, a little," Melody Thorne glanced at the time—there were still two or three hours left before ten, but she still had to pick a gown and get her makeup done. Last time, she didn’t collect her award, and for this red carpet, she definitely wanted to walk it.

Melody Thorne got out of the big bed and dressed, constantly thinking about her red carpet walk.

"Eat more," Jared Quinn glanced at her belly. As of now, there was nothing visible, and Melody Thorne was one of those who were extremely thin.

She seemed somewhat malnourished.

Melody Thorne had a good appetite, finishing two bowls of rice. "Have Seymour’s people prepare a few gowns for me. Nina King said there’s a red carpet event for me today, and I want to walk it."

A small actor like her, having finally reached this stage, how could she miss the experience of walking the red carpet?

Surprisingly, Jared Quinn didn’t oppose, only saying, "If you want to walk, go ahead. Now everyone in Crestfall knows you, knows you’re the heir of the Seymour Family, and after yesterday’s scene at the hotel, they know you’ve been married and have a child. Now it’s just a matter of spreading this news back home. I’m sure Grandpa will be especially happy to learn Timmy is his biological grandchild."

Melody Thorne was shocked.

She immediately took out her phone to check online. Fortunately, there wasn’t much movement back home. She had only filmed one movie, so her fame hadn’t spread widely, and the matter hadn’t exploded domestically.

But if she were to walk the red carpet just like that, news about her would definitely appear back home.

She had just become popular, and if news about her having a child spread, who would still hire her?

"I guess I’m not going," Melody Thorne dismissed the idea, knowing she now had a company. Even if her fame waned in the future, she could still work behind the scenes to back her new talents.