Chapter 1146: She Appeared?

But Melody Thorne didn’t understand weapons, so she couldn’t read it.

"Indeed," Jared Quinn squinted his dark, almond-shaped eyes. He understood handguns, so he could comprehend the designs, and the schematic was clearly different from other handguns.

"No way, after searching everywhere, all we found is a handgun draft?" Melody Thorne said disappointedly.

"Yes and no," Jared Quinn printed out the drawings and quickly called Harold Chapman over.

Every time those drawings shifted position, they formed a new weapon, far more advanced than the ones they were currently using, including incomparable destructive power.

"So that’s what’s hidden inside," Harold Chapman said excitedly. "If we can manufacture these on a large scale, our army can rival thirty times the effectiveness—it would win against those foreign guys in every way."

Melody Thorne glanced at it and felt something was still missing.

"Jared, Elias and Selina have arrived," Simon Sutton said, entering from the door.

"Which Selina?" Melody Thorne squinted her bright eyes.

"It’s Selina Sloan."

"She appeared?" Melody Thorne exclaimed surprisingly. Last time Elias Hale tried to send her away, she ran off straight away.

"Can’t I appear now?" Selina Sloan walked in from outside, her eyes landing on Melody Thorne, followed by Elias Hale.

"I’m not saying you can’t appear. I just think some people might not have learned their lesson, so they’re still foolishly trusting others," Melody Thorne scoffed and looked toward the window.

Selina Sloan walked in, ignoring the disdain in her eyes.

"She’s here today to apologize to you," Elias Hale said. "She wronged you in many ways before. Recently, she saw a psychologist and became somewhat clear-headed, so I brought her to find you."

"Really?" Melody Thorne turned her head. "I didn’t see a hint of repentance in her. And you’re quite generous as a brother, almost getting forced into bed by your sister, and you’re not even embarrassed now."

Elias Hale’s face turned a bit grim from her remark.

"Miss Thorne, I know my past actions caused you misunderstandings about me, but I’ve been trying to change, and my psychologist has confidence in me. So, I hope you’ll give me a chance."

"Oh? You think damaging Selina Sloan’s face can be excused with a psychological problem? Then, if I cut your face and claim my hand slipped, will I be forgiven, leaving a permanent scar on your face?"

"You..." Selina Sloan, livid but pretending to be weak, said, "Miss Thorne, I’m apologizing to you. Why do you keep dragging others into this? We don’t have a personal vendetta, do we?"

"No vendetta? Miss Sloan, are you joking? Didn’t you start targeting me, kidnapping me, even threatening to kill me?"

Melody Thorne nudged Jared Quinn’s arm with her conscience. "She said she wanted to kill me before."

Jared Quinn’s dark eyes were like two blades, shooting over. "Simon Sutton, see her out."

"Yes, Miss Sloan, please follow me downstairs."

"Brother..."

"Jared, I brought her with me. Let’s talk business first, let her wait here for a while," Elias Hale said, his handsome expression showing fatigue.

Because of Selina and Selina Sloan again, he felt tortured worse than death being caught in between.