My Super Sassy Dad: Stop Running Away, Mrs. Quinn!-Chapter 75: I’ll Take You

To match the female lead in today’s script, Ivy deliberately dressed in a sweet and naive style, wearing flat shoes and a denim dress. Although still luxury brands, when compared like this, everyone’s attention shifted instantly to Melody Thorne.

This was more pleasing to the eye.

Ivy also noticed the attention on her and her face turned alternately pale and green.

Jean Gage gave Melody Thorne a secret thumbs-up from below, "Damn, that’s seriously impressive. A supporting role that can’t even make it to the eighteenth tier just stole the spotlight from the lead actress."

Melody Thorne’s delicate and beautiful lips curved slightly, knowing that the most lethal weapon of a supporting role is stealing the lead’s spotlight and being easy to remember.

Only this minute of acting was a bit hard to leave a strong impression...

Outside the Aethelburg Academy gate, Keith Lawson and the guys who saved her yesterday were standing there.

Melody Thorne walked over and looked at Keith Lawson’s injury. "Have you seen a doctor? What did the doctor say?"

"It’s nothing serious," Keith Lawson lifted his lips slightly. "Where do you live? I’ll take you home."

When she heard the words "take you home," alarms went off inside Melody Thorne’s head. No way, she’s staying at Jared Quinn’s place now; how could anyone know, let alone take her there.

After a brief thought, she said, "It’s still early, and I haven’t had the chance to thank you all for yesterday. How about I treat you...?" Just as she was going to say "to a meal," her phone rang with an unknown number.

"Hello," she answered the call.

"Young Madam," the voice on the other end was incredibly respectful and polite.

"What’s up?" Melody Thorne’s expression, just moments ago smiling, immediately stiffened, her pink lips pressed into a line, her snow-white fingers tightly gripping the phone.

Because hearing "Young Madam," no one else but Jared Quinn’s people would call her that, and she recognized the voice. It was Jared Quinn’s secretary, Simon Sutton.

The other person seemed unaware of the coldness in her tone and continued respectfully, "Did you forget something? Young Master said all future lunches are to be brought by you."

Melody Thorne "...So what?"

The other person paused for a second, "So, you don’t have any classes now, and can come over."

"Goddammit!"

Simon Sutton "..." He actually did have a grandpa, over seventy years old.

The guys around Melody Thorne were all taken aback for a moment, only processing the fact that the goddess cursed—but out of courtesy, they acted like they didn’t hear it.

What’s the big deal about the goddess cursing? A girl who won’t curse is just a white lotus...

"What is it? Is something wrong?" Keith Lawson put away his slight smile and walked a few steps closer, dressed in casual sportswear, looking very masculine.

"Nothing," Melody Thorne forced a smile that looked more pained than crying, "How about another day? I’ll treat you guys another day. I have something to do today."

"Then go ahead, and I’ll treat you another day."

"Alright."

Melody Thorne walked towards the street, planning to grab a cab.

Simon Sutton turned the car to drive toward Melody Thorne; they had just finished a meeting, and the car was conveniently parked there.

But the temperature inside the car suddenly turned chilling, enveloped by an oppressive atmosphere and a deeply cold voice, "Back to the company."

Simon Sutton "...Aren’t we taking the Young Madam there since it’s on the way?"

"On the way for you?"

Simon Sutton "..."