A Relentless Pursuit for Love
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 rightbehind them. His convertible roof was opened and he wore sunglasses. He knew he lookedhandsome and dashing. Sage and Hunter talked about work for a while, and they realized thatMelody, who was always a chatterbox, had suddenly gone silent. Sage turned around and saw thatthe girl was sitting right in front of the rear windshield in a well-behaved manner and was looking atYoel, 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 himthat you're drooling.” “He's so handsome.” Melody wiped her drool at the corner of her mouth andwas openly appreciating Yoel's appearance. She turned her head to ask Sage, “Aunt Sage, how canthis Rich Fulton man be so good looking?” Sage was not impressed. “Is he? Your father is muchmore handsome than him.” “No way.” Melody decisively shook her head. “My old man is so old he'spractically a prune. Other than those vixens who don't have discerning eyes, nobody would think helooks good.”

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

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 onehas to start looking for a potential partner from a young age. Once I meet a good man, I have toquickly 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 wasat. 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 youmarried?”

Sage answered, “I'm... still a minor.

Grandma Samuel then said, “Oh, then are you in a relationship?”

Sage said, “No.” Grandma Samuel said, “You have to hurry up. There aren't many good men left. Allthe ones that are left behind are never that good. Once you meet a good one, you have to quicklymake your move. Otherwise, he'll be snatched up by other women!” At that time, she had alreadyfallen in love with someone. After she heard that remark, she felt that it made complete sense, andshe married Jace at a very young age. However, it still resulted in a divorce, did it not?

“Whether it's love or marriage, it all depends on fate. You can’t rush it.” As a person who had beenthrough it, Sage shared her personal experience with her niece.” How much of this world have youseen? How many men have you met? Do you know how sinister society is and how unpredictable aperson can be? Be careful not to be tricked without even knowing it.”

Melody, on the other hand, had her own reasoning. “You can call it fate only if you have caught theperson, if you were not able to catch the person, then he will just become a passerby. Besides, I'mvery smart. This man is handsome, but he is silly. He seems like the type to be easily coaxed.” Sageknew that although the girl was young, she was very shrewd. She was very opinionated and is still inher rebellious stage. The more anybody tells her not to do something, the more she would want todo it.

"As you wish. However, I have to tell you, older men are bad, plus older men who are good lookingare even worse. You better be mindful. If he dares to bully you, prick him with a needle or even drughim. Don't let yourself get hurt. Do you understand?”

Melody nodded solemnly. She patted her own pocket safely.

"Don’t worry, Aunt Sage. I have plenty of secret weapons here. A bag of pistachio from me isenough to make him beg for mercy. I happen to be in need of someone to test the drug on. I justdon't know if he can take it.”

"He can. Go all out on him.” Sage was merciless. Leah — who was next to them — heard theirdangerous remarks and was so stunned as if she had been struck by lightning. Melody's father wasprobably not the only one responsible for her to be this eccentric... Hunter silently gripped thesteering wheel tightly. He felt that Leah was the best and the most adorable. The two women nextto Leah, however, were vicious!!

He could only silently feel nervous for Mister Fulton. His life is going to be in danger soon...