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

Brother, no one can replace your position in my heart.

Selina Sloan walked past Hana Chan and heard her last words, she sneered coldly,

Hana Chan, you’re still as ruthless as before, I’m waiting to see your downfall!

In the villa, the butler had just gotten someone to hang up the painting, when Elias Hale walked in from outside.

"Young Master Jared..." Elias Hale entered the hall, "My people got news that there is a traitor in the O’Connell Family. Someone secretly leaked the details of our secret weapons research and development with the O’Connell Family. Have you heard about this?"

"Someone has already returned to deal with it, don’t worry, he knows what he’s doing."

Just seeing Cole O’Connell’s reaction was enough for him to guess a few things.

Elias Hale breathed a sigh of relief, indeed working with the Quinn Family can be nerve-racking, he was already this anxious, yet Jared Quinn gave him such a casual response.

"Elias Hale, what do you think of this painting of mine?" Melody Thorne happened to come out of the bedroom, she had chosen several places to hang it but was never satisfied.

Elias Hale looked up and saw the painting in Melody Thorne’s hand. The pure white canvas resembled a sky full of dandelions, so beautiful it was impossible to look away.

But as Elias Hale’s gaze touched the painting in Melody Thorne’s hand, his eyes showed a myriad of emotions: shock, pain, regret, and disbelief, even his tall figure unwittingly shook slightly.

Step by step he walked up the stairs, his gaze turning bloodshot, and within it seemed to be something like a mist.

Melody Thorne widened her eyes, like a beautiful man who always lived in the painting, suddenly moved to tears.

"Elias Hale, what’s wrong with you, are you alright?"

"Where did this painting come from?" Elias Hale’s fingers lightly touched it, as if stroking the woman he loved most, all the pain in his eyes burst forth instantly, his fingers pressing hard yet restrained.

"This? This was sent by Miss Selina. It’s beautiful, right? I was even more shocked than you when I first saw it. I especially like this painting."

"Miss Selina?" Elias Hale’s lips moved slightly, "A woman? Do you know what she looks like? Where is she?"

"She just left, of course I know what she looks like." Melody Thorne recalled the scene she inadvertently saw a few days ago, speaking against her heart, "She is very beautiful."

If you only look at the eyes, she is indeed very beautiful.

No, it can’t be her!

Elias Hale clutched his chest painfully with one hand, it definitely can’t be her, she’s already dead, has disappeared, there’s no way she’ll ever appear again!

"Elias Hale, where are you going?"

Melody Thorne looked puzzled at the far-off figure, Elias Hale, who was usually arrogant and self-assured, suddenly seemed greatly affected.

"I suppose your painting triggered his inner pain." Leon Rivers chuckled, "By the way, Brother Jared, there’s quite a show that you’re not going to watch? If you don’t, then I’ll go?"

"What kind of show?" Melody Thorne instantly grew curious.

"Someone like you who’s adored to death by Brother Jared every day can’t watch it. I’m going to see a big show of betrayal, alright, not talking to you anymore, I’m heading off!"

"Leon Rivers!" Melody Thorne grabbed a pillow from the sofa and threw it at him.

"Good girl, this thing is really not suitable for you to see," Jared Quinn placed his hand around her waist and offered her a glass of juice.