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

It wasn’t the first time Mrs. Quinn had set Melody Thorne up. From the first time Titus knew about it, he hesitated to expose her, allowing the matter to end inconclusively.

This indulgence, however, only made her actions more aggressive.

"Oh, by the way, Titus Quinn has leverage over Mrs. Quinn because of her past relationship with that person, which is why he’s threatening her. That commander being comatose for years is also because of Mrs. Quinn!"

Melody Thorne explained.

Jared Quinn was unmoved.

"What do you plan to do?" Melody Thorne tugged at his suit, "If you plan to make me the scapegoat, I absolutely refuse. This matter isn’t my fault, and I’m being terribly vilified by everyone now."

Jared Quinn turned around. Any slight harm to Melody would pain him, let alone making her take the fall.

"I will take care of this matter."

Melody Thorne had always been the softest-hearted, and after losing her memory, she became even softer, "But if you make this public, Mrs. Quinn’s reputation will surely be ruined, and the Quinn Family probably won’t keep her afterwards, right?"

Moreover, the situation seems complex. The man is a commander, hence previously held military power and high status. If this matter blows up, Mrs. Quinn might even lose her life.

"I’ll wait for you to resolve it," Melody Thorne encircled her arms around Jared’s waist, "I know this is hard for you as well."

"Mm," Jared’s voice was hoarse, "We’ll stay here for a few days. Let’s not go back to the Quinn Family for now."

Melody Thorne knew he intended to use this way to hold off Mrs. Quinn’s relatives. Now that everyone knew she was kicked out of the Quinn Family, they probably wouldn’t cause much trouble!

"If you want to eat anything, just call Leon Rivers or Simon Sutton and have them send it over. I need to head out for a bit."

"Alright."

The door of the presidential suite opened and closed again. Melody Thorne took out a recorder, her fingers tightening...

O’Connell Family.

Yulia O’Connell had also been keeping track of Melody Thorne’s news. Seeing the chaos in the Quinn Family now, she thought the high society might be no better than this.

It seemed her good days were also coming to an end.

From outside came hurried footsteps, Cole O’Connell was back, removing his dark green coat as he walked, "Go upstairs and change clothes, come back with me for a bit!"

"What? Are you taking me to meet your parents now?" Yulia O’Connell lounged softly on the sofa, her bright eyes carrying a faint smile.

The O’Connell Family had always had strict family rules, and no one could escape them, including Cole O’Connell.

Outside, no matter how domineering he was, if he violated the family rules of the O’Connell Family, he certainly couldn’t escape them.

For example, forbidden love, which could reportedly be crippling.

Cole O’Connell’s steps on the stairs halted, and he turned around to pick her up, "Unless they can beat me to death, then you’d be free!"

Stepping into the bedroom door, Yulia O’Connell was thrown onto the soft bed, and Cole swiftly stripped the clothes off her. Her fair skin was like a lotus emerging from water, breathtakingly beautiful.

"Put this on," Mortimer handed her a red dress, vibrant and flamboyant.

He loved her bold little demeanor!

The red accentuated her vivacious charm, and Cole O’Connell changed his clothes and pulled her small hand outside.

The dark coat fluttered in the wind, the cold wind fierce and biting.

Yulia hesitated, were they really going like this?

Truly going?

To make their relationship public?

To leap from being a daughter of the O’Connell Family to becoming a daughter-in-law?

"There’s no time to hesitate now," Cole O’Connell bundled her into the car, instructing the driver to go.