บททั้งหมดของ Revenge on My Ex-husband: บทที่ 331 - บทที่ 340

Christopher said honestly, "Yes, she has her own company in Bayridge. We’re collaborating in a silk hand embroidery project, and that’s what brought her here. Right now, we’re lacking professional talents. Would you join us and lead the project?"He looked at Sophia seriously, and continued, "I assure you, she’s not a scammer.""Your grandfather’s a good friend of mine. I trust you," Sophia said.She recalled the many times she had turned Melody away and made her stand outside for several hours, and was filled with deep regret."I'm old, so I don’t trust people easily anymore. She must be furious with me after I rejected her so many times."Christopher comforted warmly, "No, she won’t."The Melody he knew would never be knocked down by such a small setback. She was broad-minded and kind.Sophia wanted to say something in response, but as soon as she opened her mouth, the mountain suddenly shook. The world spun!The whole yard began to shake violently, so much that the fruits on

The middle-aged man was placed not far from Christopher. His face was so bloody that it was almost impossible to see his original facial features. Add to that, there were large and small bruises on his body. His arm also suffered a reverse fracture, and was strangely misplaced and twisted.What was even more terrifying was the wooden strip full of barbs penetrating his thigh. His entire lower body was dyed red with blood.He was already unconscious, and almost in shock. Even the experienced rescue rangers were frightened when they saw him.Melody turned around, and glanced at him. She threw the last cotton ball into the medical trash can, and said to the rescue ranger beside her, "Please finish the rest."As she spoke, she walked over to the seriously injured man and took a closer look at him. Recalling her own experiences, she made a quick decision. "The wooden strip must be removed immediately."Everyone looked at each other, feeling a little embarrassed. They knew what to do, b

He was happy, but was also a little worried about whether her body could bear it. Sophia noticed his concern, and smiled inwardly.Christopher was young and shy. He cared about Melody, but refused to admit it."You've been burning all night. Are you thirsty?" Sophia poured some warm water in a disposable paper cup, and handed it to Christopher."I can’t let you serve me. I...cough, cough..."His throat was dry, and he choked twice when he opened his mouth.Sophia patted him gently. "You’re a patient. Just let me do it for you."Christopher had some water to moisten his throat and regain some energy. Then, he chatted leisurely with Sophia about the interesting things that happened when his grandfather Jonathan visited Cromton Village.While they were talking about Jonathan fishing in the river with his childlike innocence, Melody came yawning."Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Sophia chided.Melody was still worried about Christopher, so she didn’t dare to take a long na

Just like Amelia said, the competition attracted many applicants due to Nolan Enterprise’s influence.In just a few days, the first preliminary round was over. All the contestants who were eliminated sighed in dejection. They missed a good job opportunity, and didn’t get to meet the Nolans’ heiress.Jenson took the list and reported the results of the preliminary round to Melody. "Only two contestants show great potential. The rest are relatively ordinary."He pointed at the list. "Janice Langly and Queta Conrad. The judges thought they were better than the rest."There were photos of the two of them on the contestant profiles. Both women wore standard polite smiles. Janice had a round face and round eyes, delicate and dignified. Queta was also good-looking, but for some reason, Melody felt uncomfortable looking at her eyes.She wasn’t sure whether it was a lighting problem during the shooting, but she felt that Queta’s eyes were a little impure."Alright, proceed with your work.

Melody was ready to bring this little incident to a close. She cleared her throat, and signaled for everyone to quiet down. "Ladies and gentlemen, I represent the organizers in planning this competition. Naturally, I must consider their reputation. You all came a long way to participate in this event, and our gathering is a stroke of fate. I hope we can respect each other and make the competition proceed smoothly."Her words were articulate and polite, earning the admiration of those present.Queta gnashed her teeth in frustration, glaring fiercely at Melody from a place where nobody noticed. She knew there was an underlying message in Melody’s words, which implied that she was being too arrogant.The judges continued with their comments. "This stitching technique is too ordinary, this color scheme is too flashy... But this one, the concept is clever."The work being referred to didn't directly depict a scene of a reunion of people, but instead portrayed a few pairs of hands