Knock, knock, knock.
A knock resounded on the door.
Perplexed, Lucinda questioned as she approached the door, âCyrus, donât you have your keys? Why arenât you opening the door yourself?
Did you forget the documents on the table? I can see them right there.
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Immediately she opened the door, she was met with the wrathful glare in Melodyâs eyes.
âMiss Hernandez?â
Melody was equally taken aback to see her.
âLucinda, what are you doing here? Is there another woman here aside you?â
Baffled, Lucinda sneered.
âMiss Hernandez, are you here to interrogate me?â
Not wanting to engage in an argument, Melody pushed Lucinda aside and stormed into the living room.
Noelle had just finished tidying up the kitchen.
Hearing the commotion, she walked out to check only to see Melody.
Scanning her from head to toe, Melody seethed with anger.
She Lunged forward, ready to deliver a slap across Noelleâs face.
âYou bitch! How dare you seduce Cyrus?â
Having grown up in an orphanage and faced numerous challenges, Noelle was no stranger to such physical attacks.
She instinctively defended herself by grabbing hold of Melodyâs wrist.
Melody struggled, but her attempts to break free proved futile.
Being a fragile girl from a wealthy background, she couldnât match Noelleâs strength She seethed with rage.
âHow dare you resist? Iâm going to tear your face apart today.
Galen, get in here! Beat her up!â
Galen, accompanied by two imposing bodyguards from the Hernandez family, advanced menacingly toward Noelle.
Standing in front of Noelle, Lucinda yelled, âMelody, this is the Simmons familyâs territory.
What on earth do you think you are you doing here?â
Melody shot her an angry glare.
âLucinda! Iâm going to be your sister-in-law.
Why arenât you helping me and instead harboring that bitch in the villa?â
âDonât speak so harshly.
As a daughter of the Hernandez family, you should know better than to behave Like this.
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