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After finishing her work at YM Capital, Melody arrived at Andrew’s office, placing a prepared document in front of him. 

Andrew glanced at it, and the usually composed man raised an eyebrow. “You’re offering me shares?” 

“Twenty percent may not seem like much right now, but after the summit, its value will skyrocket!” 

Melody’s confident smile and fierce demeanor, reminiscent of Martin, sparked Andrew’s interest. 

“Ma’am, are you really that confident?” 

His words carried a teasing undertone. 

“Absolutely.” 

“Thanks to you for working with me over the past four years, I won’t let my team suffer.” 

If you wanted the horse to run, you needed to make sure it was well–fed. 

While the analogy might not be appropriate, the principle was the same. 

Relying solely on emotions to maintain a relationship wasn’t strong enough, she preferred to tie interests together. 

“Andrew, you’re a professor from Greenfield University and come from a wealthy family. Why have you been willing to look after my brother all these years?” 

Melody was genuinely curious. She had been wanting to ask this for quite some time. 

Andrew was elegant and refined, clearly a wealthy gentleman with good manners and knowledge. 

He didn’t need to depend on YM Capital for income. 

“Tsk, your words are quite ambiguous.” 

What did she mean by “looking after” her brother? 

He certainly didn’t have that kind of interest! 

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“Just bored, really–looking for something to do.” 

Melody raised an eyebrow, quietly watching Andrew’s proud and stubborn denial. 

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After all, she was used to dealing with men like him—especially the one at home who was always stubborn and proud. 

She was experienced in dealing with Andrew’s stubbornness. 

With a teasing tone, she said, “Oh!” 

Andrew thought to himself, Just like Martin, always stirring up trouble. 

What a troublemaker! 

On the day of the Golden Financial Summit, Melody left home early, ignoring Edward’s resentful gaze. 

But before she left, she couldn’t help but rush back and plant a loud kiss on Edward’s cold cheek “Smack!” 

“Honey, just stay home and wait for me to bring in the money, okay?” 

Edward scoffed, “Do I really need your spare change?” 

Melody fell silent. 

Oh, I almost forgot! My husband is a billionaire. 

He definitely wouldn’t be impressed by her little antics. 

“Well, I still want to earn my own money. Do you support me having my own career?” 

Melody leaned in tentatively. She had been getting increasingly clingy with Edward lately. 

Knowing he couldn’t resist her, she curled up in his arms at night without a second thought. 

Playfully, she slipped her hand under his shirt, grinning like a little thief. “Eddie, let me count how many abs you have.” 

Her hand wandered lower without hesitation. 

Finally, Edward, with a dark expression, pulled her hand out from under his shirt. “Melody! 

“If you keep this up, I’ll make sure to take care of you properly!” 

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In an instant, she seemed to lose her confidence, retreating to the edge of the bed. 

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At that moment, Edward glanced at the genuine smile on Melody’s face. She was relishing the thrill of her conquest. 

Why should he stop her? 

“Go ahead, do what you want. 

“Just remember, you’re Mrs. Moore.” 

Edward narrowed his eyes and opened his lips lazily, with a faint trace of blood red hidden under his eyebrows, just like a demon. 

He watched Melody’s back as she left, leaning lazily on the wheelchair, like an evil, tyrannical 

emperor. 

She tied her hair into a high ponytail, and wore a youthful pink T–shirt. 

In contrast, everyone else in the formal setting was dressed in suits and ties, adorned in high- end designer pieces to showcase the company’s financial maturit