My Super Sassy Dad: Stop Running Away, Mrs. Quinn!-Chapter 314: Dark Night, High Winds

If they weren’t investigating now, I’m afraid we would’ve always thought they were still alive and would come back someday.

Jared Quinn’s deep, dark eyes were fixed on the stack of papers, then he tossed them into Harold Chapman’s arms. "Tell me, how much of this is true?"

"Fifty percent."

"Since when did your efficiency drop so low?" Jared Quinn snorted coldly, but he also had a headache. Regardless of the authenticity, Melody Thorne must not know about this.

With her temper, who knows what she might do.

The most important thing is that he doesn’t want to see her sad.

"Back then, the Thorne Family had nothing left. Murder can be ruled out, but I investigated the place where they had the car accident two years ago, pulled out the video from then, and found that the accident wouldn’t have been fatal," Harold explained.

With his soldier’s instincts, either someone else is investigating this matter like they are, or someone is trying to fabricate their deaths, or they are being stopped from investigating.

Thirdly, if it’s true, then it’s just too smooth.

Jared Quinn picked up a lighter, his slender fingers igniting it, and set all those papers on fire, throwing them into the trash bin. "Keep investigating."

"Alright."

It’s very likely that this isn’t the only truth of the matter.

"Send more people, but keep it discreet."

"Okay."

Bedroom. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Melody Thorne was once again staring at the phone number on her phone. In fact, she wanted to ask about more than just that gun; there were so many things...

The phone was connected again.

"Where are my parents?" With the previous experience, Melody Thorne asked directly.

"Crestfall," a voice resembling a robot’s.

"Which location?"

The caller hung up.

Melody Thorne "..."

Damn it, why can they only answer one question each time?

She dialed again, but this time it didn’t connect, and a message indicated that she had exceeded the time limit, suggesting she try again another day.

What the hell is on the other side?

Melody Thorne threw her phone onto the bed and left the bedroom. She intended to see what Jared Quinn was up to but saw Harold Chapman coming out of Jared Quinn’s study.

She remembered what she had mentioned to Jared Quinn not long ago—that he should send Ivy to a mental hospital abroad to prevent anyone from taking advantage of her and extracting secrets from her.

"Harold"

Just about to go downstairs, Harold turned back around. "Ma’am."

"Did Jared Quinn ask you to send Ivy abroad to be confined?"

"Yes," Harold replied. "Don’t worry about this matter, ma’am. I’ll deal with it as soon as possible. There have been a lot of things lately, and I haven’t had the chance to send her away."

"So she hasn’t been sent away yet," Melody Thorne frowned slightly, feeling a bit uneasy.

"It will be soon, by the day after tomorrow at the latest."

"Alright."

"What were you thinking about that made you so lost?" Jared Quinn, having appeared behind her without her noticing, wrapped his arms around her from behind, his chin resting in the soft crook of her neck.

"Let go of me first."

"I won’t. Melody Thorne, it’s dark and windy now, don’t you have any other thoughts? For example, having a talk about feelings with me?" Jared Quinn whispered as he kissed her soft, delicious neck, his dark eyes filled with overwhelming desire. He’s always enjoyed matters like these, wishing he could have her under him every day, watching her alluring charms.

"The dark, windy night is indeed perfect for closing the door and purely chatting," Melody Thorne’s neck felt ticklish as she wriggled to dodge his kisses.