NovelEnglishMelody went out with his phone and the door closed.
Everett looked at the closed door.
A few seconds later, he took his phone and looked at the screen.
A missed call was displayed on the screen.
It was from Olivia.
His eyes darkened as his gaze fell on the missed call.
Melody walked out of the ward before answering the phone.
“Brayden, what’s the matter?”
“Auntie, do you know any lawyers?”
Melody asked, frowning slightly, “Lawyer?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Well, the kidnapping of Olivia was a special case at the time.My uncle called the police, and it is he
who takes care of the rest of the matter.But this is my business, and I am supposed to deal with
it.That’s why I need to find another lawyer.”
Brayden’s meaning was clear.
Everett wanted to take care of Olivia’s matter, but Brayden didn’t want Everett to be involved.
After the phone hung up, Brayden dialed a number and started the car.
“Send someone to the hospital to plan it.I’m going to propose tomorrow.’ Melody went back to the
ward.
She regained her composure the moment she entered the ward.
She looked at Everett, who was still reading a book.
Melody walked over and asked, “Do you want an apple?”
“No”
Melody said, “If you say no, I’ll give it to you.”
Then she took an apple to wash, sat on the stool, and peeled it.
The atmosphere in the ward was quiet.
Suddenly, Melody said, “Everett, Brayden just called me and asked me to find a lawyer for him to
handle Olivia’s case.I just found out that your lawyer is taking over Olivia’s case.”
Everett looked at her.
Melody also looked at him with a smile and said, “Although that’s your nephew and niece’s wife’s
matter, it would be better for the client to deal with it.What do you think about it?”
Everett looked into her eyes, and Melody met his eyes.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt seemed that the two of them were as usual.
But the atmosphere in the ward was weird.
Finally, Everett said, “Let him contact Mr.Cruz.”
Melody’s smile faded.
“Everett, don’t worry about the younger generation.Others will gossip about us if they know.”
Looking down, she continued to peel the apple.
Thick eyelashes, which covered her eyes, cast a shadow under her eyelids.
Everett took the book and said in an indifferent tone, “As you said, they’re the younger
generation.It’s reasonable for the elder to worry about the younger generation.”
Melody cut the fruit knife in her hand, and a bloody cut appeared on her index finger, blood gushing
out quickly.
But she couldn’t feel the pain.She couldn’t feel the pain at all.
“Well, what about people saying that you worried about your ex-wife? Does that make sense?”
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