Melody Strikes Back by Myra Walker novel Chapter 183

Chapter 183 

Cadence stood beside Melody, staring in shock at her beloved dog lying motionless on the ground as if dead. Angrily, she glared at Melody. 

Cadence shouted, “Melody! What did you do to my dog?” 

Hearing this. Melody looked up at Cadence, her eyes sharp and icy. A cold aura enveloped her, and an overwhelming force surged towards Cadence, making her feel suffocated 

Cadence was so startled by Melody’s gaze that she instinctively took a step back. 

“You want my life?” Melody narrowed her eyes, her aura so strong that Cadence didn’t dare meet her gaze. 

But then Cadence regained her courage and thought, How dare a country girl look at me like that? 

“You killed my dog. You must pay with your life! Cadence shouted. 

“Kill in” Melody glanced coldly at the pit bull on the ground and let out a low, chilling laugh. She squatted down and said. “It’s not dead/ it’s just 

Ginc!” 

“But it’s not moving! Don’t think you can deny it!” Cadence said. 

Melody chuckled and said. “So you want it to move! Fine. I’ll grant your wish” 

As she spoke, Melody pulled out the needle from the pit bull and quickly pressed a pressure point with her finger. 

The pit bull’s eyes snapped open, and it slowly got up from the ground. 

This dog was Cadence’s treasure. Her heart leapt with joy, and she quickly called out its name, “Lucky” 

But Lucky, usually so obedient, didn’t even glance at her. Instead, it wagged its tail enthusiastically at Melody. 

To anyone else, it would seem like an enthusiastic Golden Retriever. 

“Good baby!” Melody patted Lucky’s head, looking satisfied. 

Cadence couldn’t believe her eyes. Was this still her Lucky! 

Realizing she wasn’t mistaken, Cadence felt a deep sense of betrayal as she saw the dog was warm to Melody. 

Anger flared within her, and she shouted through gritted teeth, “Lucky!” 

ཇ ཥ ཥ ཅ ༈ ཇ ཟ པ ༈ ཟ ཟ 

Lucky finally focused on Cadence. 

Cadence felt relieved and beckoned the pit bull to come to her. 

She had sent everyone away, intending to h have Lucky tear Melody apart. 

Her eyes gleamed with twisted malice when she thought of how Melody would be bit by the dog. 

However, Lucky didn’t run over to her wagging its tail. Instead, it crouched with its front paws, eyes fierce and growling lowly. 

Cadence knew this posture all too well. It was a sign that the pit bull was about to attack. 

“Lucky..” Cadence was shocked, the color draining from her face, leaving her look pale. 

The next second, Lucky shot towards Cadence, its posture suggesting it was ready to tear her to pieces. 

Cadence was paralyzed with fear, unable to react. 

By the time she realized she should run, Lucky was only 3 feet away. 

She finally turned and ran, screaming for help. “Help! Somebody, help!” 

However, the place was too far from any 

This was supposed to be Melody’s fate. 

populated area, so po matter how loudly Cadence screamed for help, no one would hear her. 

Melody watched coldly as Cadence ran for her life, feeling no pity at all. 

This was the second time Cadence had tried to kill her. 

Cadence had a good plan. If Melody had been bitten to death by the dog. Cadence could have feigned sorrow and blamed it on the dog. 

She would only have to pay so 

some money and wouldn’t suffer any real consequences. 

But Cadence forgot that Melody knew traditional medicine. 

In ancient times, traditional medicine had a branch called poison masters, who could manipulare poisons and control others with needles. 

Unfortunately for Cadence, Melody’s master had passed on all those skills to Melody. 

Just then, Cadence tripped over a protruding rock and fell face–first into the dirt. 

At that moment, the pit bull pounced at her. 

her eyes in despair and screamed. 

Seeing the dog flying towards her, 

r, Cadence closed her eyes in de 

At the brink of death, the pit bull suddenly yelped and fell to the ground mid–pounce. 

Cadence, hearing the noise, opened one eye fearfully. 

She saw her beloved dog lying on the ground again, motionless. 

Instinctively, she looked at Melody, who was brushing off dirt from her hands and walking toward her. 

Melody had just hit a pressure point on the pit bull with a rock, immobilizing it. 

Otherwise, Cadence would have already been killed by the dog. 

When Melody was one step away, she crouched down leisurely. 

“Miss Hunter” 

At that moment, Melody’s voice sounded like a demon from hell to Cadence. 

Cadence realized she had wet her dress in fear, the stench overwhelming her sense of shame. 

Terrified, she looked at Melody and trembled, saying, “Please, don’t kill me… I was wrong. I was wrong 

The suffocating feeling of impending death hadn’t dissipated, leaving Cadence weak and powerless, almost ready to kneel before Melody. “Now