Reborn To Remarry My Ex Husband (Melody and Edward) novel Chapter 406

Chapter 406 The Choice
It wasn't Melody who had 'leased' the island.

Why should she be the one to clean up the mess?

As someone from a new generation, with new ideals, the crowd wouldn't hoist onto Melody any responsibility that wasn't hers.

Meanwhile ...

Jacob could no longer stay hidden. He emerged from the shadows, slipping into his loose, rumpled suit. His face, once bruised, now wore an expression of dark, brooding anger.

With a sharp motion, he raised his hand, making rapid gestures. His fingers moved with such speed that they almost seemed to spark.

The lights in the venue flickered.

Jacob had that worn, rugged charm, the kind that came with experience and a bit of mystery. His mood was steady, but the tension was palpable—always on the verge of breaking.

"Ha, they want to mess with my student?"

"I'll turn them into dust if they try!"

The crowd felt the change in the air as their clothes began to flutter.

Some wondered if they were witnessing something out of the ordinary, something almost supernatural.

Marcus suddenly appeared, rushing over to grab Jacob's hands and stop his frantic gestures. "Calm down, boy!"

Jacob refused to lower his hands, his face dark with fury. "Calm down? Mel's the one I've been protecting all this time!

"She's not some victim for those Gregoria sc*m to walk all over!

"You don't understand, Grandpa. Mel's been through hell.

"Her family never cared for her, but I've always treated her like my own."

Jacob was cut off when he saw Marcus move faster than he could, making his own hand gestures.

The lights in the venue flashed rapidly, like a disco.

The audience gasped in shock.

Drooby's expression darkened, his anger unmistakable.

"Melody, you're acting like a common thief," he snapped.

"Gregoria will not stand for this."

Melody's smile was cold, her voice cutting as she responded, "This isn't a request. It's a statement.

"When you guys broke the rules, did you ask for our opinion?" she asked, her gaze unwavering.

"Oh, got a taste of your own medicine? Is that why you're so angry?"

Drooby's face hardened, his eyes flashing with fury. It looked like he was about to give an order to strike.

But before he could act, a tall, striking figure appeared. A man, his head wrapped in white cloth, moved swiftly toward them.

"Hold on a minute," he said, his voice firm.

"I'll make sure no one lays a finger on Melody."