The black Maserati stopped at the entrance of Quinn Corporation. Jared Quinn's alluring gaze was filled with a powerful and wild desire. His large hand opened the car door, ready to get out; this place no longer seemed like his company, but a battlefield.
Appearing in his eyes was also a crimson color.
"Jared Quinn," Melody Thorne followed him with a jog, wrapping her hands around his arm, "You can't go into the company."
She was afraid he would destroy the place.
"Let go!" In Jared Quinn's alluring eyes, there wasn't a trace of her. His cold aura was like a merciless killer.
"No!"
With anger, Jared Quinn flung his arm to the side, taking Melody Thorne's body along with it.
"Ah!" Melody Thorne exclaimed, and at the moment her body hit the ground, she was caught steadily, just like a toy he enjoyed playing with.
"Behave," Jared Quinn pinched her face with his fingers, enveloping her in his arm as he walked into the company.
