Melody Thorne slowly walked over and glanced at Ona's position. "Oh, sorry, I have a habit when I sleep. For safety, I usually put a few needles on my bed. You must have been pricked by those needles. Don't worry, you won't die, but you probably won't be able to use it tonight!"
Ona bent his arm in a fit of rage, trying to get up.
But at this moment, he was so soft that anyone could kill them!
"You just sleep there, the room next door is free, I'll sleep next door," Melody Thorne said with a satisfied smile.
Ona was completely black from head to toe.
"Fuck!"
Melody Thorne returned to the room and sent a message to Jared Quinn, "I've taken care of Ona, don't worry!"
Jared Quinn's phone beeped once, and Leon Rivers couldn't help but lean over to take a look.
As a result, he saw the sentence: Melody Thorne has already dealt with Ona!
"Jared, I told you with those needles, my sister-in-law will definitely be safe!" Leon Rivers said proudly.
