#Chapter43

Melody

Her father watched the situation without giving his opinion. Melody didn’t want him to get sick. Even though he was relatively a young man. She knew that such strong impressions could be fatal to a heart that was past fifty.

“Dad, you’d better sit down,” she approached him, intending to care for him, but he wouldn’t let her.

“What for? So, I won’t support Timothy? Do you think I believe Equilay?” he asked angrily.

“No daddy,” she was finally sure he believed her. That he trusted her. Her mother, on the other hand, was a completely different story.

“Allegra, Equilay. Please. Let’s get this cleared up at once....