Jared Quinn's dark eyes swept over Ivy in front, his cold and hard features tense, "You better not let me find out you're lying!".
"No, no, I would never lie," Ivy hurriedly shook her head, confident, "I saw her go in with my own eyes, there's no mistake!"
"Jared, what's going on?" The elder Mr. Quinn also arrived, "Where's Melody, where's Melody?"
"Inside, inside, grandpa," Ivy tried hard to conceal her inner excitement, pointing to Caleb's room.
Upon hearing the elder Mr. Quinn ask about Melody Thorne, Jared guessed that woman had definitely left the room. His gaze fell on the door to Caleb's room, like a large knife crashing down, slicing through, with fragments flying everywhere.
"Don't worry, nothing could have happened," the elder Mr. Quinn spoke, but couldn't help feeling a bit concerned, taking several steps forward.
"Grandpa, this door won't open, I just tried, look, look..." Ivy pretended to push the door with effort.
