Melody Summers was incredibly annoyed. She had no idea what was going on today. ’It feels like every terrible thing is happening at once!’
If Saul Archer and Jay Lowell didn’t leave soon, she couldn’t guarantee she wouldn’t attack them.
Melody Summers’ hand slipped into her pocket, her fingers hesitating between the gun and the taser.
Seeing this, Jay Lowell quickly stepped forward to play the peacemaker. "Hey, pretty lady, no need to be so hostile. We can talk this out calmly! Cameron Summers and his son told us your family has plenty of money. This little bit is nothing to you!"
"How about this, miss? My brother and I won’t make things difficult for you. For the supplies Cameron Summers and his son owe, let’s just convert it all to cash, principal plus interest. You just give us a total of 1,000,000. How does that sound?"
Melody Summers rolled her eyes and retorted, "Not a chance. I’m not giving you a single cent. Take your IOUs and report it to the police. If that doesn’t work, go ahead and sue us in court!"
The moment Melody finished speaking, Saul Archer lunged forward.
A folding knife had appeared in Saul Archer’s hand. With a grim expression, he said to Melody, "Little girl, it seems you’d rather do this the hard way. Do you really think my brother and I wouldn’t hurt a woman?"
In Saul Archer’s mind, Melody Summers was just a young girl putting on a tough act. ’Girls like her are like kittens with their fur on end—all hiss and no bite. Just a little scare and she’ll surely cough up the money obediently.’
With that thought, Saul Archer brandished the folding knife at Melody and sneered, "Listen, little girl, I’ll give you some friendly advice: a wise person knows when to yield. You’d better hand over the money, or else... we can’t guarantee what might happen to your family..."
But in the next instant, the words died in Saul Archer’s throat—
Melody Summers was holding a handgun, its muzzle pressed squarely against his forehead.
The cold, hard pressure on his forehead told him everything he needed to know—this was a real gun.
The sneer on Saul Archer’s face froze solid. His facial muscles started to twitch uncontrollably in fear, creating a comical sight.
Melody stared at Saul Archer, her expression unreadable. "Threatening me with my family," she said in an icy tone. "Do you have a death wish?"
Melody was already on edge about the video that had affected her family, and Saul’s words had just pushed her over the edge.
At the sight of this, Jay Lowell was so frightened he couldn’t even hold on to the IOUs. The slips of paper fluttered from his grasp, scattering all over the hallway floor.
His legs went weak. He leaned against the wall to stay upright, his voice trembling as he said to Melody, "Don’t... don’t shoot... It’s a misunderstanding... a total misunderstanding!"
Just as Melody was about to say something, the elevator doors slid open, and Officer Tate strode out.
Officer Tate paused, taking in the scene. ’What in the world is going on here?’
Seeing the uniformed officer, Saul Archer lost all his previously feigned composure. He wanted to scream for help, to beg Officer Tate to save him, but he was terrified that any sound might startle Melody and cause the gun to go off, blowing a new hole in his head.
Saul’s soul was torn between screaming and staying silent, and all that came out was a comical whimpering sound.
Jay Lowell, on the other hand, scrambled frantically over to Officer Tate, yelling, "Help! Officer, help me!"
Tristan grabbed Jay Lowell’s arms in a quick motion, warning in a low voice, "Stay put!"
With that, Tristan hauled Jay Lowell over next to Saul Archer and asked Melody, "What’s all this about?"



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