A moment later, they walked out of the apartment building. Melissa pulled her coat tighter around her.

Thomas’ driver was standing beside his car and was already about to open the door to the backseat. Thomas dismissed him with a small wave of his hand and silently instructed the man to wait inside the car. Then he turned to Melissa and said, “Matthew is very cute.”

He paused for a couple of seconds before adding, “I won't beat around the bush, Melissa. The situation at home has improved significantly with usin the last few years, but we still lack a suitable heir. I am aware that things are strained between you and Marcus. But he is bound to marry sooner or later. What do you think is going to become of Matthew when that day comes?” Melissa said nothing, though the color slowly drained from her face.

“I also know that you despise my brother, and the entire Smith family, 100, but... But you are still a Smith. And so is Matthew. I hope you can think matters over carefully, for the sake of your son's future.” “No, thank you,” Melissa said in a curt tone.

A cold spring breeze blew by, prompting her to cross her arms over her chest. “I thank you for taking care of me three years ago, Mr. Smith. I know you weren't obligated to take responsibility of me. But my answer then will never change. My surname is Brown, not Smith.

“Well, don't you want to get back at the Fowlers?”

in living my own life. I am done being manipulated by

a nod,

watched her disappear into

dim light, there was no mistaking her tenacity. She was

he turned to greet the man who stepped out

not care about me at all?” Thomas took

putting it between his lips, lt it, and

throughout her difficult childhood. How can you now expect her to give a rat's ass about you? More importantly, she is living a good life now. She has

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