Chapter 4: Someone Wanted to Investigate

Melody officially settled down with the rest of the Sullivan Family.Her room, however, was at the
basement of the manor.Inside the manor, there were dozens of beautiful rooms.But they arranged her
to live in the basement with the rest of the servants.

Ha! It was quite a mockery.

A perfect example of how the Sullivan Family treated her.

Looking at the simple and crude room, Melody's exquisite doll=like face didn't show any change in her
emotions.

She didn’t care about where she would stay.

The basement was better anyways, it was quiet and none of the other family members where there.

It saved her from any of their disturbing presences.

If it wasn’t for her looks, no one would believe that Melody was a Sullivan.

Quince's wife, Elizabeth, was the famous beauty in C City when she was young.

She used her beauty to recognize the second place, so she definitely did not dare to come out and
claim the first place.

Everyone thought that Reagan best resembled her mother, and inherited her beauty.

Because of that, she was doted on by the rest of her family.

But when Melody appeared, and they saw her face, it was just like Elizabeth's beauty.

It could be said that she was an even better beauty than her own mother.



"Ring, ring,’ The sound came from the brick machine that Melody had on her table.

When Reagan saw Melody’s phone earlier, she laughed at her calling her a country bumpkin with a
brick machine.

Melody didn't care what they said about her phone.

If she knew that this was the only dozens of satellite phones in the world, what would her expression
be? If only she knew.

Melody took the phone, and found out it was a text message.

The sender was Luke Farrington.

Luke: [Boss, someone is investigating you.Do you want me to take care of the guy?]

Melody: [No need.Let him check.]

Luke: [Alright, boss.Take care!]

After reading Luke's message, Melody deleted all of the chat records.She had always done it this
way.She'd never leave any trace behind.

Luke was the child she adopted, and was three years younger than her.He wasn't good at anything
else, but his computer skills were amazing! At such a young age, his hacking skills were superb.

He could be ranked top ten in the global rankings of hackers.

But because he was young, he definitely wouldn't stay at a ranking like that.

In time, he could even go higher.



Melody felt a little tired.

She had just come from the country side to attend her grandfather's funeral, and now she could use a
break.

She carried a photo of him around with her, and she opened it up to stare at it.

Alistair was really ruthless.

He called her over to accept her inheritance, yet didn't give her the chance to see him.

If she didn’t know that this was her grandfather's last wish for her, Melody would definitely not accept
such an arrangement.

After all, no one else could convince her to take it.

Melody heard the sound of footsteps approaching her door.

Quickly, she put away Alistair’s photo.

She casually wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and immediately her expression changes
back into her usual cold gaze.

Reagan and her people pushed the door open without having the decency to knock.

If it wasn't for her father’s repeated warnings for her to hold it in, Reagan would've found people to
throw Melody back into the country side.

The bolts by the hinges made a loud noise.

The wooden door was slammed open, and someone crashed into the wall with a heavy thud.



Reagan appeared from behind, scowled in disgust.

"Is this a place for dogs to live?"

She exaggerated her voice, and made it sound shrill.

"Why is it so smelly, it's despicable for any human to live in!"

Melody sat up straight with her hands crossed over her chest.She coldly looked at Reagan.

"Are you calling me a dog?" Reagan smirked.

She hated Melody with her entire heart.

"Ha"

"If you want to admit that you're a dog, then I can't do anything about it.Why don't you ask me twice,
and I'll be the judge of it."

Melody wasn't angry at all.

The expression on her face never changed, despite Reagan's taunts.

However, a smile slowly appeared on her lips.

It was faint, but it was Melody’s smile.

"Reagan, whether you like it or not, in terms of bloodline, I am still your sister.If I am a dog, then what
are you?"

Reagan was caught off guard for a moment, only brought back to reality with Melody’s next words.



She opened her thin lips, evoking a question that would only anger her more.

"Are you the bitch, or dog shit?"

Reagan's expression crumpled altogether.

"You!"


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