His Heiress Wife (Retika) -
Chapter 28: Alistair's Study Room
Chapter 28: Alistair's Study Room
Melody had already entered the room after pushing open the door.
Sarah's surprise was met with a complete lack of response from her.
Melody's expression hadn't changed in the least.She created the lock for this study room when shewas twelve.She personally took a photograph of Alistair's iris as well.
What was it about her being able to open it that was so unusual for Sarah? Sarah, who had beenintrigued by this room for a long time, was lured by Melody's bravado as well.
But because of their grandfather's instructions, Sarah did not dare enter the room.She stood at thedoor and pondered for a long time, her mind racing.
Melody walked into the room after a while.
"Why didn't you come in?" she asked, puzzled, as she saw Sarah still standing at the door.
Sarah's face was flushed with shame as she cautiously stated, "Grandfather had previously instructedthat we are not allowed to enter this room without his orders' "Just because of that?"
"Is grandfather's statement an official decree?" she wondered.
Melody had finally figured out why Sarah had been bullied by the family.
For someone with her personality, it would be strange if she was not targeted by bullies.
"He has already passed away.What made you so concerned about the rules he established? Let's go,come inside with me”
Upon hearing Melody's courageous statements, Sarah dashed inside, her lips covered with her hand.
"Little Melody, you can't be disrespectful to grandpa.'' Melody used to have a smirk, but now she had atwisted expression.
For the first time, no one in this home had been able to get so close to Melody and attack her at thesame time without their necks being broken.
And what on earth did Sarah just called her now? Little Melody...? After a few seconds, Sarahappeared to have grasped the fact that she was already inside the study.
She was so terrified that she took her hand away from her mouth in a flash of lightning.
"I'm not sure why I came in.What should I do?"
Sarah mumbled in question.
Melody cast a glance at her, "What else are we able to do? Take a peek around.That would beenough."
She was unable to explain why she did not punish Sarah for her transgression.
Perhaps it was because she didn't intend to do it.
Melody snatched the remote control from the table and opened a screen hanging on the wall.
On her way out the door, Sarah was startled by the sound of her mother's voice on the screen.
She immediately stopped and turned around.
The small tea room on the second floor was seen on the television.
Her mother loved to have tea in that particular spot and with her was their youngest sister, Reagan, onthe screen.She slowly walked back to Melody, stunned.
Melody kept her gaze fixed on the screen.
A faint smile formed on her stern and gorgeous face as she realized that Sarah was back.
If Luke was here, I'm sure he would say something like, "Boss is really stunning for someone herage.She has such a lovely face."
The way he smiled and laughed was priceless
Reagan's arrogant expression on the screen was filled with resentment and reluctance.
She lost her temper at her mother and pressed the teacup down hard on the table.
"Why did you stop me from convincing Dad to punish that jinx, Mom? Dad tolerates her so much,indulging her at everything.Take a look at how unruly she is!"
Reagan's hatred for her sister had reached an all-time high.
And Melody revealed that everyone made fun of her because of her appearance.
Not only was she excluded from inheriting the family's property, but she also made it known that shehas an elder sister from the countryside.
Everybody considered her a laughingstock.
As a result, Melody was dubbed a jinx, yet she still considers herself a princess, albeit one with a coldface.
Reagan was not bothered by any of it.She intended to use force to evict Melody and return the situationto the way it was before.
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