A Relentless Pursuit for Love novel Chapter 425

Chapter 425 No one said a word when they left.

Hunter drove Sage’s Lolls-Loyce and led the way. Yoel was driving a Lamborgene and was right behind them. His convertible roof was opened and he wore sunglasses. He knew he looked handsome and dashing. Sage and Hunter talked about work for a while, and they realized that Melody, who was always a chatterbox, had suddenly gone silent. Sage turned around and saw that the girl was sitting right in front of the rear windshield in a well-behaved manner and was looking at Yoel, who was behind them. Her eyes were glued to him like she was watching a drama.

Sage raised her fingers and snapped in front of Melody’s face. “Hey, you’re so obsessed with him that you’re drooling.” “He’s so handsome.” Melody wiped her drool at the corner of her mouth and was openly appreciating Yoel’s appearance. She turned her head to ask Sage, “Aunt Sage, how can this Rich Fulton man be so good looking?” Sage was not impressed. “Is he? Your father is much more handsome than him.” “No way.” Melody decisively shook her head. “My old man is so old he’s practically a prune. Other than those vixens who don’t have discerning eyes, nobody would think he looks good.”

Sage was speechless. She felt that Melody had unintentionally insulted her. Melody never had a filter when it came to speaking her mind. When she realized what she had just said, she turned her head to the side and saw Sage’s cold gaze. She immediately started to beg for her life. She put her hands together and knelt to beg for mercy. “Don’t get me wrong, Aunt Sage. I didn’t mean to insult you!”

Sage mercilessly slapped her bottom.

“Ouch!” Melody let out an exaggerated cry. She rubbed her sore bottom and started to talk again, “Aunt Sage, are you interested in Mister Fulton at all? If you’re not interested in him, I’ll go for him.” Sage raised her eyebrows. “You?” “Yes,” Melody said seriously, “My great-grandmother said that one has to start looking for a potential partner from a young age. Once I meet a good man, I have to quickly make my move. Otherwise, he would be snatched up by other women!”

That sounded extraordinarily familiar.

Sage was reminded of the first time she went to Mostal, which was where the Samuel Residence was at. At that time, Sage was probably about the same age as Melody. She was still a minor.

Grandma Samuel held her hand and asked her with a big and sincere smile, “Sage, are you married?”