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

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.

Jared Quinn focused on replying to Melody Thorne’s message.

Leon Rivers: "..."

Early in the morning, someone came knocking on the door outside.

"Mr. Ona, Mr. Ona, quickly get up, when Jared arrives, there might be trouble!" They knocked on the door cautiously outside.

Melody Thorne walked over and opened the door, looking sleepy and very annoyed, "Who told you to come knocking?"

Bodyguard: "Mr... Mr. Ona?"

"He’s still sleeping!" Melody Thorne stepped aside to let them in.

Jared Quinn and Leon Rivers had already come to find her.

"Jared Quinn," Melody Thorne yawned and hugged Jared Quinn’s neck.

"Get out, all of you, get the hell out!" Ona’s angry voice and the sound of hitting echoed from the room.

Screams filled the air inside.

Ona walked out from inside, his gaze black and intense like ink stained with blood, staring at Melody Thorne, raising his right arm slightly. "What did you do to me? Why can’t I feel anything in my right arm?"

Melody Thorne leaned on Jared Quinn, still half asleep, murmured "Huh?", and belatedly said, "It’s not what I did to you, why were you in my room in the middle of the night? Even if you need to see me, you could knock on the door. I would surely let you in, but you just jumped onto my bed without saying anything!"

Jared Quinn’s dark gaze shot over like a poison-tipped sword, "Jumped onto my woman’s bed?"

Since becoming The Gambling King, Jenson Ona feared nothing, but he was afraid of Jared Quinn. Because Harold Chapman belonged to Jared Quinn, and Jared had military forces at his command. Jenson had witnessed Jared’s ruthlessness before. He feared no one else, but held many concerns about Jared Quinn.

"Mr... Mr. Ona drank too much last night!" a bodyguard spoke up, "He entered the wrong room!"

"Yes, yes, because Jared was coming, I indeed drank some alcohol last night, and ended up drinking too much!"

"Oh, I see, no problem, I don’t blame you!" Melody Thorne blinked innocently.

Ona’s body surged with anger, "What about my arm...?"

"Your arm might be unusable for a while, but I have medicine here, you can take it first, though it won’t fully restore your arm. I’ll have someone send over the rest of the medicine. Next time, don’t drink. Your actions almost cost you an arm!"