Desires Die Hard

We Will Burn Shirley's Urn

Kyan and his assistant just left the MacMillan's villa. Melissa wanted to know his background, so she secretly took a taxi and followed him to the entrance of a five-star hotel downtown.

Kyan and his assistant got out of the car and walked into the hotel. Melissa rolled down the window and looked at the hotel. She thought, What a luxurious hotel! They are not ordinary people.

And the man's eyes are indeed very similar to Anya's.

He might be the man in the photo?

She was just making a guess. Since she was not getting off, the taxi driver urged her, "Lady, do you want to get off? If not, where would you like to go?"

The driver said, "I got someone waiting."

"Can't you just wait for a sec?" Melissa glared at the driver, thinking that since the fall of the MacMillan, the family can't make ends meet, her life as a noblewoman has gone down the drain, and there are no drivers or bodyguards when she goes out.

Even her innocent husband and daughter were sent to prison.

At the very thought of her poor daughter suffering in the prison, Melissa felt very agonized. Her poor daughter... she must get her out.

And also the bitch Anya.

She wouldn't let her get away with it!

At this moment, the driver said irritably, "Do you know, Lady, that if I wait for you, I shall lose a few tens of dollars?"

"Just a few dollars, what a big deal? You poor wretch" Melissa said in a hard tone.

The driver was offended by what she said. So he said darkly, "Me poor wretch? Why do you take a taxi even if you are not poor? If you are rich, why not let your driver drive you? How can you judge me when you're poor? Get off of my car, and I'm fed up with it."

He thought, "How can you laugh at me when you're like this?"

"Y-you..." Hearing that, Melissa was pissed off but couldn't retort a word, because what he said was true.

She was no longer the influential woman.

Melissa had no choice but to get out of the car.

The minute she got out of the car, the driver drove away shortly.

At first, Melissa stood angrily in front of the five-star hotel for a while, then quickly walked into the lobby of the hotel.

While Kyan and his assistant were waiting for the elevator on one side of the lobby.

Melissa glanced at them and walked faster to the front desk and said to the receptionist, "Hi, can you leave a message for that gentleman over there for me?"

The receptionist looked in the direction she pointed, and it was the British Mr. Ford.

The receptionist guessed that this woman and Mr. Ford knew each other and instantly asked politely, "Ok, what message do you want to leave for the man over there?"

Melissa said with an evil smile, "You tell him to give me an answer tomorrow, or we will burn Shirley's urn."Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

After saying that, Melissa raised her hand to flip her hair, turned around, and walked away first as if she was bound to win.

The receptionist was left with a shocked face.

U ... urn?

What a terrifying message!

However, since it was a message, the receptionist still wrote it down. And when Kyan returned to his suite, the receptionist called him.

The receptionist told Kyan exactly what Melissa had left.

After telling him everything, the receptionist hung up the phone first, while Kyan held the phone, his face becoming increasingly sullen.

He rarely got angry, either about the company or about educating his children.

But Shirley was different.

How dare they burn her urn, which he absolutely wouldn't allow.