Ona: "... That needle was poisoned?"
"To be precise, yes."
Ona: "..."
Damn it, he, the great Gambling King, hadn't even done anything, and he got tricked by a woman?
"Jared Quinn, shall we go back?" Melody Thorne tiptoed, "I can't sleep well here!"
"What about my medicine?"
"I'll have Leon Rivers prepare it for you. It might take him two or three hours, and then he'll send it over by private jet."
The anger in Ona surged endlessly. "Miss Melody, you should wait and leave after two or three hours. I've asked someone to arrange breakfast. Let's eat together before you go. I just trained some combat experts here; Jared can pick some to take back too!"
"Alright, then let's leave after breakfast," Melody Thorne agreed.
Later, she had to find a way to deal with that woman!
