Audrey found her beautiful daughter outside and patted Melody head.
"Darling, your dad and I set up your room differently and designed you a new walk in closet!" Audrey said sweetly.
Melody smiled so sweetly this mom is so kind and gentle!
{Mom is so kind, sigh what waits for her is so bad, not only will she be tortured, and experiment upon, be sent to a mental hospital, she will suffer so bad. Poor mom, Noway if I am right a year ago mom and dad she have been sponsoring a girl from the country side. The female lead Naomi, mom and dad don't know but Naomi is so arrogant she loves to play the pitiful, innocent, white floor act and whatever the female lead does is the right thing so fucked up honestly.}
Melody reveled in the genuine warmth of her mother's touch, a fleeting moment of normalcy amidst the swirling chaos of her existence. The image of Audrey, radiating maternal affection, was a stark contrast to the ruthless manipulator she knew lurked beneath the surface. It was a poignant reminder of the complexities of human nature, the delicate balance between love and ambition.
{She truly is a good mother, despite everything. It's almost unfair that she's destined to suffer so much.} Melody mused, a pang of guilt twisting in her gut. She wished she could protect her parents from the inevitable pain that awaited them, but she knew that meddling with fate was a dangerous game.
"Mom! You redesigned my room?" Melody exclaimed, injecting an enthusiastic tone into her voice. The excitement felt surprisingly genuine, a welcome distraction from the grim realities she carried within her.
Audrey's smile widened, seemingly unaffected by the unsettling glimpse into her daughter's mind.
"Of course, darling! We wanted to make sure it was exactly to your liking. Jasper and I spent hours discussing the details." She squeezed Melody's hand gently. "It's… quite extravagant, we think you'll love it."
Melody allowed herself to be steered towards the newly designed room, a curious anticipation bubbling within her. The thought of a fresh start, a space that reflected her personality—even if that personality was a chaotic blend of indifference and malice—was strangely appealing.
As they approached the door, Melody subtly amplified her thoughts, directing them towards Audrey with deliberate precision.
{It's so thoughtful of you, Mom!}
Audrey was a ruthless businesswoman and fashion icon because in this family it's a mafia family she was also s fearless Donna. But Melody did not notice anything. Audrey was gentle to her daughter as she kissed her daughter forehead. Melody smiled she saw her dad who just finished a call. Jasper Montgomery rubbed his daughter head.
{No wonder mom and dad had beautiful and handsome kids, tsk tsk both are so good looking}
Jasper coughed and looked at his wife Audrey who blushed but both chuckled. Melody looked at her parents so confused.
"Mum, dad, where are my eight brothers?" Melody asked excitedly.
{If I am right big brother is a ruthless business tycoon and will go on a date with that girl named Luna, ugh better give mum and dad heads up that there son will get the company to bankrupt no way the money I should find big bro and ask him to write a will. That girl Luna Green is actually sent by a rival company and she loved to sleep around.}
Both Audrey and Jasper looked at each other their oldest son is twentyseven years old. Audrey was so angry that idiotic son of ours.
"Melody, dad and mum have to handle some things are…"
Melody who didn't know why her parents were upset she waved her hand.
"Go mum! Go daddy!" Melody said as she washed them go.
Melody didn't care.
Melody watched her parents retreat, a flicker of amusement dancing in her crimson eyes. The subtle exchange between them, the barely concealed frustration, was a testament to the complex dynamics within the Montgomery family. It seemed even ruthless mafia bosses weren't immune to the trials and tribulations of parenthood.
{Honestly, they're just as clueless as everyone else. It's almost endearing, in a twisted sort of way.} Melody mused, a wry smile playing on her lips.
The lavishly decorated room awaited, a sanctuary designed to reflect her enigmatic personality. As she stepped inside, Melody's eyes scanned the opulent surroundings – the plush velvet furniture, the shimmering silk drapes, the vast walkin closet overflowing with designer clothes. It was all…excessive, even for her tastes.
{Tsk tsk so much money wasted on frivolous things.}
Melody, lounging in her newly designed room, felt a ripple of amusement as she picked up on the chaotic scene unfolding at the sevenstar hotel. Diego, her eldest brother, entangled in a messy affair with the scheming Luna Green – it was all unfolding exactly as she'd predicted.
{Predictable, really. The boy has no sense of selfpreservation.} Melody thought with a dismissive wave of her hand. She briefly pictured Diego sprawled across the bed, Luna's red hair a fiery contrast against his pale skin, and a smirk tugged at her lips.
The image of her parents bursting into the room, Audrey's swift and decisive slap echoing in her mind, brought a surge of satisfaction. It was gratifying to see them take action, to assert their authority over their wayward son.
{Good for them. Let him learn a lesson.}
The air in the suite crackled with tension, thick enough to taste. Diego, still sprawled across the plush kingsized bed, looked utterly bewildered as his parents stormed in, a whirlwind of controlled fury. Luna, her face already reddening from Audrey's initial slap, scrambled to her knees, attempting a pathetic display of contrition.
"Madam Audrey, I…" Luna stammered, her voice trembling as she bowed her head low.
"I can explain..."
Audrey cut her off with a chillingly calm voice, devoid of any warmth.
"Explain what, Miss Green? Explain why you're attempting to bleed my son dry? Explain why you've been subtly undermining his business ventures?" Her eyes narrowed, assessing Luna with a predatory gaze.
"Diego has worked tirelessly to build his empire. He's inherited a legacy and he's earned"
Audrey slapped Luna again.