His Heiress Wife (Retika)

Chapter 8: No Other Choice but to Sign the Agreement 

Melody took the contract in her hands with a smile that only flashed once across her eyes.She looked throughout the piece of paper and read it.

Sarcastically, in could be said that her father really cared about her.

It was obvious that the contract was made overnight, and every single statement was written to restrict her.

As she read it further, the contract stated that the authority over her shares wouldn't be in her hands.

All of her words and actions would even be controlled by Quince.

Quince watched as she flipped through the contract page by page, and got a little impatient.

‘'What is she even reading?’' He squinted at her.

He didn't believe that she could even understand all the terms.

Quince heard that she didn't even read books in the countryside.

"Melody.You don't have to read all of it.Just sign it already," he coaxed.

"I'll give 100,000 dollars of pocket money every month.You don't have to back to the countryside, you can live a better life here as a Sullivan"

"100,000 dollars every month?"

Melody laughed to herself.

It was indeed a lot for common people, and not everyone can get an insane amount like that.

But to make her give up the rights of assets worth tens of billions for the sake of 100,000 every month was even more insane.

Not to mention to be restricted in her every movement.

Did Quince really think that she was stupid? Melody put the contract back on the table with a smile on her face.

She then lifted her head to slowly stare at Quince.

She subtly opened her lips and spat out words that he wouldn't like to hear.

"I won't sign it"

Quince nearly slammed his hands down on the table.

He stood up with his brows angrily furrowed together.

"You...!"

He gritted his teeth.

But from his own experience, and after so many years of floating around California, although he was angry, Quince managed to compose himself.

He forced himself to calm down and tried to appeal to Melody with a better attitude.

In his opinion, Melody could be reasoned but she wouldn't respond to force. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Melody, I am your father!"

He reminded her, "I'm doing this for your own good.The Sullivan's company is your grandfather's legacy.His entire life's work.How would you be able to handle it? You can't let it be ruined!"

Melody pulled out a folded piece of paper from her pocket.She unfolded it, opened it bit by bit right in front of Quince.

Then she held it for him to see.

[Inheritance Law].

Quince nearly had a heart attack from reading it.

The veins on his neck pulsed with anger as he glanced at the A4 paper.

Even after he finished reading, Melody decided to explain it to him.

"I have already reached the legal age.I have the right to inherit and to dominate the property under my name.I do not need a guardian, nor do I need to ask for the authority from others"

Quince hated to admit that Melody had outwitted him.He didn't expect her to find out about that Inheritance Law.

"You didn't even study in high school."

Quince didn't say his thoughts out loud.

"Why are you so smart?"

Elizabeth couldn't sit still anymore.She couldn't handle things like how her husband would.

Seeing that Melody was ungrateful, she hit the table and stood up.

Angrily, she pointed an accusing finger at her.

"To call you an ingrate doesn't even compare to the damage you've done! How dare you treat us like this? After all the Sullivans did for you? You really are such a jinx! After you sign the contract, you'll be considered as a family!"

Elizabeth huffed, "If you won't sign it, then don't blame us for abandoning you!"

"That's right!" Charles exclaimed from the side.

"If you don't sign it, we'll kick you out!"

Melody's eyes sized up Elizabeth.

She had read all about her information.

Elizabeth's maiden name was Jones.

Her background wasn't considered noble, but Quince married her because of her beauty.

After giving birth to four children for the Sullivans, she managed to keep her position as a good wife and later became the young madame of the rich and powerful family in C City.

Now her mother, who was praised by everyone outside of the Sullivans for her grace and beauty, turned her face ugly with disgust.

She looked at her like she was an enemy.

It was ridiculous.

"A jinx?" Melody mused.

It had been a while since Melody heard the word.

She remembered vaguely that when she was a child, someone scolded her like this as well.

They called her a jinx anda disaster to the Sullivan family.

What ever happened to that person who called her that? She couldn't remember it, but clearly, that person must've gone crazy! From that point on, no one dared to call her a jinx right in front of her.