"It’s her, it’s her, it’s definitely her."
"How dare she brazenly co out like this?"
"Damn, it’s like she doesn’t care about Ivy’s death at all."
"lody Thorne, stop!" a woman shouted out loud.
The na lody Thorne was becoming increasingly well-known among netizens, many turned to look at her.
"Stop, you have to stop."
"Look, she is lody Thorne, she really is lody Thorne." Many people recognized her.
When lody Thorne entered the bar, she was wearing a mask, but after drinking a few sips, she had absentmindedly left the mask on the table inside. It was a careless mistake.
"Catch her, quickly help catch her, she’s a murder suspect!" The won who usually hung around Ivy wouldn’t let this chance pass and shouted out loud.
lody Thorne moved towards the dark alley beside the bar. As she reached the darkness, she imdiately started running. Being discovered now was very unfavorable for her.
"Thud" She had just run a few steps when her head collided with sothing hard, like hitting a stone wall. She involuntarily took two steps back, gasping.
"There, over there, quick!"
How could there be a wall on the road?
lody Thorne abruptly raised her head, eting a pair of dark, intense eyes. He was staring at her with a shadowy gaze.
"Jared Quinn," lody Thorne charged forward. Why did this man always manage to ignite her temper so easily, standing there silently as if he wanted her to crash into him?
Jared Quinn’s gaze was fixed behind her, then suddenly his eyes hardened, and with force, he easily switched positions with her.
lody Thorne heard a muffled grunt above her head. It seed sothing had struck Jared Quinn, followed by the sound of a breaking bottle, and she found herself safely shielded in his arms.
That real feeling of protection, the sensation of being protected by Jared Quinn.
Sothing she never experienced in her previous life...
Jared Quinn turned his head, his gaze like a blade piercing into a girl ahead, an intent to kill flashed in his eyes, and quickly a car sped away in the night.
"Wha... what just happened?" The girl’s hands trembled. She had just thrown a bottle and it seed to hit soone, that person had even turned to look at her, she felt like she was going to die.
"I think I saw soone."
"Yeah, I think I saw a shadow too."
"I also threw a few bottles."
"Oh no, lody Thorne has escaped now, and we didn’t even manage to catch her—how are we going to explain this to Ivy?"
The words brought a deafening silence around them.
Many people behind them gave the woman in front, Cecile Lowell, odd looks.
"I... I ant... I’m saying we, as her good friends, didn’t help catch lody Thorne. Will she... will she not rest in peace..."
Jean Gage calmly turned off the recorder in his hand. Those words would play a significant role.
Quinn Villa.
lody Thorne followed Jared Quinn inside, occasionally glancing up at his back. She could sll the scent of alcohol; it seed like those people had thrown bottles him.
"Are... are you okay?" lody Thorne asked icily.
"I’m fine."
"Oh." lody Thorne turned and went upstairs.
In the study, Jared Quinn took off his suit and white shirt. His strong back was covered in bruises.
The butler applied dicinal oil to him, "Young master, should I call a massage therapist? These bruises need to be treated to promote circulation and reduce swelling."
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