"Listen up, from now on, I'm only responsible for my little sweetheart's breakfast. As for young master Jared's breakfast, that's up to you all!"
"Pfft-" The milk Timothy Lockwood had just drunk went flying out in a spray. What did Melody Thorne, who trailed after Jared every day, just say?
Has she turned over a new leaf today?
Melody used to be so meek and mild, when did she ever dare to speak like this before?
The servants: "..."
The thing is, they didn't prepare anything today!!!
The temperature in the room suddenly dropped dramatically. Jared Quinn's stunningly handsome face was now beyond stormy, especially those dangerously dark eyes locked onto hers,
like tendrils of black mist wrapping around her neck, seemingly ready to strangle her.
Even from a slight distance, Melody suddenly felt a tightness in her throat, a suffocating sensation overwhelming her, her heart pounded wildly, and a feeling called fear crept into her pores, making her shiver and unable to swallow the milk.
Perhaps because she had seen Jared's fierce manner in a past life, that fear of him was deeply buried in her body.
Her hand instinctively tightened around the milk cup, forcing herself to stay calm.
This life, she absolutely could not die at this man's mercy again.
Even Timothy, sitting beside Jared, perked up, ready to watch the upcoming drama, because a place with Melody Thorne was never short of entertainment.
Just when the atmosphere was stiff and fearful, several gulping noises broke the silence.
Everyone looked over.
Melody had already finished the milk in her hand; she needed to calm her nerves. Getting frightened by people could truly kill someone!
Especially when it involved facing Jared.
Stay calm, stay calm!
The crowd: "..."
"I say, young master Jared, you're not sitting here early in the morning just to wait for me to make you breakfast, are you?" Melody, after calming herself, tilted her head, her clear eyes meeting the man's.
The crowd seemed to hear a 'boom,' like something ignited in a crackling blaze,
Doomed, this woman dares to challenge the young master, she's going to have a bad end!!
These words made Jared's eyes darken abruptly, vaguely stormy, as he sneered coldly, "How is that possible!"
"Oh, I thought so. How could young master Jared just be waiting here for the breakfast I prepare?" Melody wiped her forehead in a dramatic gesture, giving a sly smile, and pointed at the servants, "Look at what mess you've made, making him angry so early in the morning? Don't you know getting angry in the morning is bad for the liver and lungs? And no breakfast prepared?"
The servants: "..."
They used to make Melody Thorne cry with words, but now they can't even come up with a retort!!
Seeing this from his seat beside Jared, Timothy was just dumbfounded. He hadn't come over for just one day, or rather, he had just missed last night,
What on earth happened?
"Melody Thorne, did you get your head squeezed by a door? Squeezed back to normal?"
"Your head was squeezed by a door, your whole family was squeezed by a door!" Melody looked at him coolly, "Can't you even talk properly?"
Timothy: "!!!"
"Young master, breakfast is ready," a servant brought over two breakfasts.
Timothy glanced at the neatly prepared breakfast. It looked more appealing than what Melody used to make. He took a bite, and his eyebrows furrowed, "Why does it taste so bad?"