"Don't go over just yet, wait a moment," Melody Thorne leaned back on the rear seat, her pale wrist supporting her delicate chin. Could it be that Rochelle Thorne and she know each other?
Rochelle Thorne eagerly linked arms with Sila, her smile dazzling, but who knows what was going on. This woman she met at a bar, she could tell at a glance that she was extremely wealthy. Everything she wore from head to toe was extraordinarily valuable, worth at least a few million, yet she wore them as if it were nothing.
Why not cling to someone rich, especially when they're so nice to her, with those two parents of the Thorne Family no longer having the time to care about her.
That Finn Thorne took charge of the company, only giving her a little allowance, and nothing else.
It wasn't enough for her to live lavishly.
Rochelle Thorne suddenly spotted Melody Thorne sitting in the car, arrogantly lifted her chin, and gave her the middle finger.
