Melody Thorne seductively curled her lips, "You probably don't know this, but in the Quinn Family, everything is up to me. Jared Quinn listens to me too. Don't you know that men nowadays are ruled by women? Don't question what I say. If Miss Lancaster wants to save some face, you should leave now."
"Melody Thorne, don't push it too far," Sheryl Lancaster's face turned livid with anger, and she blurted out thoughtlessly, "How could you meddle in Jared's matters? What kind of status do you think you have?"
"Me? Every night he holds me while we sleep, calls me his sweetheart and darling, tells me that everything in the future is up to me and that he'll listen to me. What kind of status do you think that gives me?"
"Impossible, impossible," Sheryl Lancaster was nearly driven mad with rage.
Doctor Mo felt a bit of a headache, while the man behind Melody Thorne rubbed his stubbly chin, pondering something while not caring about the argument between the two women.
