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control him.

"Mrs. Nichols Sr..." Hester pleaded.

She couldn't believe she was being abandoned again. Despite her best efforts to care for Melody, she was still being cast aside like a used rag.

Melody offered her a kind smile. "Don't worry about it. When Debra and Juan get divorced, I'll bring you back."

Hester's heart sank at the words. Given Juan's attitude, he would never agree to a divorce. And even if he did, she would not stand a chance of becoming Mrs. Nichols.

Melody turned to Sophie. "Have the driver take Miss Vargas home and thank Mrs. Vargas for sending her daughter to care for me."

"Will do," Sophie replied.

As the driver left with Hester, she couldn't help but comment, "Miss Vargas is so clueless. She kept crying and refusing to leave, dreaming of becoming Mrs. Nichols. If you ask me, Debra is..." Melody shot Sophie a cold look, silencing her instantly.

"How's the investigation going on?"

"Miss Miles hasn't been found yet. We don't know where Mr. Nichols has hidden her."

"Shelia is carrying the Nichols family's offspring. She cannot be left out there. We must bring her back, no matter what."

"Understood."

Shelia was detained in a grimy prison cell. Her inmates whispered amongst themselves, "Did you hear it? The CEO of Nichols Group got arrested."

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