His Heiress Wife (Retika)

Chapter 58: Crazy for Boss Melody 

Lance no longer hoped to be friends with Melody.He thought that he was not worthy to be her friend.

Not only was Melody domineering but she was also strong enough to last a fight.Her technique was rather excellent.

Lance wasn't as powerful and it wasn't like he would inherit hundreds of millions of dollars that fast.

To begin with, he had not settled which university to attend.

And there was Melody, already the chairman of their business.

There were so many things that were beyond reach and it was just natural for Lance to cling to leaders.

Hearing Lance's words, Melody slightly frowned.

She wasn't a gangster which made her wonder why she would be referred to as a boss.

Luke would normally call her ‘boss’, but one person who would call her that was more than enough.

If Luke knew that she took in Lance, who knew what would happen? Thinking about how chaotic it already was with Luke around, Melody couldn't help but think about the headache she'd have with two loud boys trailing behind her.

She was a little hesitant, so she wasn't able to answer immediately.

Seeing her reaction, Lance panicked.

To become Melody's errand boy, he was ready to give up everything.

As long as he could be taken in, everything would be fine.

"Please accept me, Miss Melody,’ Lance pleaded, his voice soft.

"There are so much school work and I can help you with that so you can relax."

Lance had a lot to offer and he was aware of it.

"Not to brag but I may not be good at a lot of things but I'm good at doing odd jobs,"

Lance added.

Clifford was about to ask Lance where he wanted to go after school but Clifford was surprised to see Lance making a deal with Melody.

Clifford was so shocked that his eyes grew wide, almost as if they were about to pop from their sockets.

He couldn't piece together if that was the same Lance that he knew.

Clifford could only look at it as brown-nosing, trying to get Melody's trust because Lance wanted something from her.

Melody hesitated for a moment but there was no doubt that Lance had a good sense of what kind of person he was dealing with.

At the very least, she was aware that Lance wasn't the type to be out looking for trouble.

And since Luke was no longer around, she thought that it might be nice to agree.

"Okay, fine"

With that answer, Melody stood up and walked out.

Lance was frozen as he processed Melody's response.

Slowly sinking in, he looked in Melody's direction with her back towards him.

There was no other way to deny that Lance found Melody incredibly pretty.

‘Why is she so awesome?’ Lance thought.

With that, Lance started to clean up the table.

"Take care, Boss Melody!" he excitedly shouted.

Before the other students could even hear Lance, he almost stumbled and fell on the floor.

Lance was indeed crazy.

He was crazy for Melody.

After Reagan came back from school, he immediately went to find her mother.

Reagan told her mother everything that happened that day.

"I'm suffering so much, mommy.You have to help me.’’ She couldn't help but cry as she looked at her mother.

Elizabeth felt a headache coming in as she gave Reagan's hand a small pat.

"Oh baby, I know that you've been wronged,"

Elizabeth spoke as if she was talking to a child but it seemed a little mocking.

"That Melody is a jinx and she just came back to cause trouble."

There was no doubt that Reagan agreed with her mother.

Clinging onto her mother's arm, she acted like the spoiled child that she was.

"What about we drive her away from here? That jinx needs to get back to where she came from’’

For Reagan, the moment Melody would disappear, everything would go back to the way it was before.

Elizabeth wanted the same thing.

And upon finding out that Melody had become the chairman, she rushed to look for Quince who only drove her away.

Quince told her to endure it and try not to have any other conflicts with Melody for the next three months.

After three months, Quince would drag Melody back to her hometown and lock her up there.

Quince warned Elizabeth very carefully not to cause any unnecessary trouble.

It was very specific as he could feel that there was someone who was controlling Melody, a mastermind that orchestrated every move that Melody made.

It all made sense as Melody couldn't threaten that many people without a backup.

With Melody as the chairman of the Sullivan Company, she could be taken and shipped back to her hometown...

or maybe even have her starved to death.

She was once used by Quince, which was used to generate public opinion and that affected the entire Sullivan Family.

For the sake of the Sullivan Company, Reagan had to endure it.

Elizabeth had to think of the pros and cons in Reagan's situation, but Reagan was too impatient.

"You've changed, mommy! You don't even want to help me now!" Reagan whined.

Elizabeth looked at her daughter, who didn't look happy at all.

She looked the same but they didn't think the same way.

"I already told you that this is a critical moment, Reagan” Elizabeth warned.

"Don't dare mess around.I already promised that you won't suffer.”

After that, Elizabeth stood up, no longer paying attention to Reagan.

Elizabeth invited her social circle, which was composed of several rich women, to have dinner together.

It was obvious how that was more important than comforting her daughter.

She left some time for Reagan to think about it.

If she couldn't even think of this, then Reagan was not worthy to be her daughter.

The moment Elizabeth left, Reagan could no longer hold back, especially her anger.

Reagan swept the entire table's contents, smashing it all on the ground.

Her eyes were burning with anger as she looked at the pile on the ground.

Her hands were tightly clenched into fists, turning her knuckles almost white.

She had enough of change due to Melody's presence in their lives.

With Melody's presence and losing her mother's affection, Reagan no longer knew how else she could survive.

A huge part of Reagan was simply embarrassed after everything that had happened.

‘It's that jinx woman's fault” Reagan thought.

There was no one else to blame but Melody, and Melody would pay for everything.

And just like that, it was time for the second exam.

But it's was something normal for every student.

But Class 8 students had to endure a different kind of exam and a different system, too.

To ensure that the class wouldn't be able to cheat, they were divided into two classrooms so they would be more spread out.

The distance between each table was approximately one meter, making it impossible to take a peek.

Melody and Lance were separated into the two classrooms, and Ms.

Scott was the one who was supervising the exam.

Everyone was well aware that the whole situation was used to target Melody, and it seemed like she was in trouble.

Lance was anxious when he found out what was going on, but he knew he had to do something.

He carefully made his way to Melody.

"Don't hand in your papers too early, boss.Wait for a bit," he said.

"At the end of each exam, I'llask Clifford to stall Ms.Scott so I can give you the answers.Just finish copying quickly, okay?"

Melody raised a brow, her eyes darting at Lance without her saying a thing.

Seeing that Melody was indifferent only made Lance even more anxious.

"I know that you're strong, boss and that you'd rather lose than cheat, but listen to my advice” Lance said, almost pleading.

"Ms.Scott is targeting you so why should we give her the satisfaction?"

"Trust me."

Lance smiled.

"As long as we stick to the plan, we'll be able to pull it off"

Seeing that her expression didn’t change, Lance wanted to say more but then the exam bell rang. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Lance still needed time to run back to his examination room so he knew he couldn't stay too long.

"I'm leaving, boss.Listen to me, yeah?" he asked, emphasizing his intentions more.

Melody glanced at Lance, still not uttering a single word.

The corners of her lips slowly tugged up into a smile.The thought of her possibly failing was such a bizarre idea.It almost made her want to laugh.