My Super Sassy Dad: Stop Running Away, Mrs. Quinn!-Chapter 201: Fallen for Her

Melody Thorne sat quietly inside, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Jared Quinn cast a deep, enigmatic glance at her, his hypnotic, profound features hard to read. Retracting his gaze, he made a phone call.

One after another, men walked into the private room, each tall and striking.

Melody Thorne slightly tousled her weary hair, propped up her delicate, fair chin with a hand, and watched the incoming young idols with considerable interest. Her dark eyes sparkled as if sprinkled with twinkling stardust, exceptionally bright.

Jared Quinn squinted, his large hand grasping her waist, his deep voice carrying a rich, dangerous undertone and a warning, "Is this what you like?"

Melody Thorne likely understood why Jared Quinn was behaving oddly today; it was highly probable he knew what happened in the room with Nina King, hence this spectacle. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

She was still accompanied by his people.

Melody Thorne tilted her head, the stardust in her dark eyes shining brightly, "How do you know?"

A flash of murderous intent crossed Jared Quinn’s deep, dark phoenix eyes, his long arm pulling her forward, "Do you want them to strip for you to make it more interesting?"

"Sure," Melody replied quickly, a hint of eagerness in her tone.

Jared Quinn asked her suspiciously, "... are you sure?"

"What’s wrong? Didn’t you bring me here to see this? You think I like it, and now you’re reluctant to show me?" Melody Thorne’s sleek, white fingers carelessly slid up the man’s chest, her lips curling with a coquettish smile.

Jared Quinn stared at her smile, veins bulging in his arm, nearly wanting to strangle her, yet he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

He couldn’t have imagined she had such a preference.

"Strip," Jared Quinn ordered with a side glance, a strong air of intimidation crashing in the room, suddenly freezing and suffocating everyone.

The men in the private room felt a chilly spine, sweat pouring, some nearly collapsing to the ground, one piece of clothing after another discarded to the floor.

When Jared Quinn looked back into his arms, Melody Thorne was engrossed, her eyes hadn’t shone so brightly when he himself was bare-chested, but now she was fully enthralled, looking like a rogue ready to pounce on others.

"Get out!" Jared Quinn’s patience snapped.

The men in the private room fled in a panic, the door slamming shut.

"That was quick?" Melody Thorne’s porcelain-white face was washed with deep disappointment.

Jared Quinn yanked off his tie, tearing off two buttons from his shirt, guiding her small hand into his shirt, gliding over his sculpted abs, his dark eyes wickedly scrutinizing her, watching her subtle expressions.

No longer was she full of interest, nor did she have the demeanor of a rogue earlier; even her eyes had dulled a bit.

His immense pride was non-existent before her, unable to pique her slightest interest.

Anger, on the brink of eruption.

In reality, the dimming in Melody Thorne’s eyes resulted from the loss of her aloofness. She had done similar things for Jared Quinn. To lure him, she’d occasionally staged seductive strip-teases.

That sort of losing pride just to appear in his eyes, she knew the feeling.

The scenario developed beyond her expectations; she hadn’t imagined that Jared Quinn would fall in love with her.

Her instincts weren’t wrong; Jared Quinn must have fallen for her.