My Super Sassy Dad: Stop Running Away, Mrs. Quinn!

"No need, hasn’t Jared Quinn already sent someone to investigate? Even if we’re frantic with worry now, it won’t do any good," Melody Thorne said rationally.

"What do you plan to do? This matter might not be so simple. I suspect someone is deliberately targeting you. If we don’t sort it out now, that person might continue to cause trouble," Nina King analyzed.

She had been in the entertainment industry for so many years, how could she not see it? Some people are just petty. Or you accidentally provoked them, and they cling to you like a venomous snake.

"I know, but for now, the other party isn’t showing themselves, and we have no way to track anything. Perhaps we should wait for Leon Rivers to work on the guy who was beaten to see if we can get some information. Besides, even if there is someone behind it, I don’t believe they can remain completely inactive."

"So what you’re saying is to just wait?" Nina King finally understood after a roundabout explanation.

"What else?" Melody Thorne turned on her old computer. Her previous private account was set to auto-login, so when she turned on the computer, it logged in automatically, displaying many messages.

She clicked on the one with the most messages. The scenes shown on the computer were all of her and Jared Quinn’s past at the Quinn Family, with timestamps indicating the period shortly after she and Jared Quinn got married. The videos depicted servants of the Quinn Family bullying her, unidentified women returning with Jared Quinn, and all the bullying she suffered at the Quinn Family.

It was sent every day since her amnesia without interruption.

Could it be Jane Rowan?

Melody Thorne wasn’t fazed by those videos. She wouldn’t be foolish enough to believe them. She only trusted what her eyes saw—Jared Quinn genuinely loved her, and he had probably worn himself out trying to restrain himself for her these days.

She glanced at the sender’s avatar, which resembled a very venomous snake, looking somewhat sinister.

"Melody?" Nina King thought she had already fallen asleep.

"Nina, someone sent me a lot of videos, seemingly trying to use them to drive a wedge between me and Jared Quinn. Can we narrow down the scope now?" Melody Thorne spoke.

"Who?"

"I’m not saying, they’re messages sent without being added as a friend. Let me hang up first, I’ll find someone to check the address,"

"Alright."

Melody Thorne took a look at her old contacts, listing many people, including classmates, friends, and people from the entertainment industry. There were over two hundred friends in total. Eventually, she found a name, Caleb, and forwarded all the messages sent by that person to Caleb.

[Help me check this person’s address, they seem to have been sending these messages to me continuously since my amnesia]

[Sure]

With nothing else to do, Melody Thorne watched a few more videos, discovering they were all from inside the Quinn Family.

The Quinn Family always had surveillance, but not everyone could get in. Especially accessing the surveillance room within the Quinn Family was too terrifying, they had virtually no privacy.

Melody Thorne closed the computer and glanced downstairs; Jared Quinn wasn’t there, perhaps he had gone to the study.

She walked over and pushed the door open, seeing a pile of thick files on Jared Quinn’s desk, undoubtedly delivered by Simon Sutton.

"Can’t sleep?" Jared Quinn glanced at the petite figure by the door.

"Hmm, I’ve slept all afternoon, how could I still be sleepy?" Melody Thorne walked over, sat across from Jared Quinn, wanting to ask something but feeling embarrassed with a red face.