The car arrived at the hotel after a full half hour, and Melody Thorne kept glancing back, afraid that the two people in the car behind might not reach an agreement.
Getting out of the car, Melody Thorne walked over briskly. Howard Seymour's face didn't look as bad as it did at the airport, and it seemed like the two had a good talk.
"Could I possibly eat him alive?" Howard Seymour snorted coldly.
Melody Thorne stuck out her tongue and naturally walked over to Jared Quinn.
"Dad, did you come this time because you were worried about me? Why don't you come back to the villa with us? Staying at the hotel is too inconvenient."
Howard Seymour lowered his eyes, "I mainly came to see you this time, and I have another matter to take care of. You guys go about your duties."
He hadn't seen any trace of that woman for a long time, but now he had, so he came to take a look.
"Order lunch," Jared Quinn instructed the person behind him.
"Yes."
