Reborn To Remarry My Ex Husband (Melody)

Alfred's

Plan

Chapter 362 Alfred's Plan

The private bodyguard worked with great skill.

Before long, they spotted Suzanna in the opposite hallway.

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She was crouched down, with her long dark hair draping over her shoulders, nearly hiding her face completely.

Her expression was unreadable, and no one could guess what playful ideas might be going through her

mind.

Alfred lifted an eyebrow.

He then gestured to his bodyguard.

The bodyguard caught on quickly and smoothly passing him a baseball bat

Alfred shook his head with disappointment.

"She's a fragile, defenseless woman. How can you, a tough guy, be so ruthless?

"You lack sympathy for the vulnerable-no wonder you're still single at 27!"

The private bodyguard, Ashton Miller, shot him a sidelong glance, as if to say: Why am I still single at 27? Haven't you figured it out?

It's entirely because of your constant demands.

Who could endure Alfred's constant demands? Always on call, excel in both intellect and strength, and still have to calm and amuse him when he's upset?

It's even more challenging than taking care of a girlfriend.

The bodyguard would never forget Alfred's coming-of-age celebration.

That night, he insisted on doing a pole dance to spice things up.

And he's a man-a completely straight man!

Yet he had been pushed to use his solid strength to twist around the pole, his back straighter than an iron

bar.

With his sheer power, he nearly warped the pole from the intense friction.

Just recalling it made him feel faint.

So, Ashton ignored Alfred's complaints and passed him a mace instead.

Alfred was lost for words. His gaze halted briefly.

In the next instant, a playful grin crept onto his face.

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"Oh, Ashton, only you understand me...

Ashton's head filled with exasperation. "Mr. Alfred, do you even hear yourself right now? "Oh, dear Ashton, you're so naughty"

Alfred's eyes went wide. Oh! My innocent mind was tainted by Ashton's dirty thoughts!

Dm... Ashton thought to himself that he didn't want to continue this work anymore. Alfred looked at him as if to say: Come on, just do it!

I've got enough wealth under my name, and I've spent more than you'll ever see. Somewhere in the corridor...

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Suzanna waited, crouched on the ground, for Cameron and Gary to return. She was well aware that even if Carson and Gary had doubts about her, Cameron did not. Cameron was determined to stand up. He couldn't abandon her.

What made Gary so confident that I was incapable of helping Cam's legs?

She had studied medicine under her grandfather for far more years than Melody had. She possessed the same knowledge as Melody.

Although electrotherapy wasn't her strong suit, it didn't mean that Cam's legs required that specific

treatment.

Melody could perform a massage on Cameron to stimulate the nerves in his legs, which would provide him with the hope of getting back on his feet.

She was just as capable as Melody.

Whatever Melody could accomplish, she could achieve as well.

If it came down to electrotherapy, she could always relearn it.

Her grandfather adored her, and as long as she showed a desire to learn, he would surely be eager to teach

her.

After pondering for a moment, she pulled out her phone and dialed Arnold, heptone gentle and melodic, "Grandpa, I miss you! How have you been lately?" Arnold's voice came through on the line, sounding relieved: "Ah, I also miss.

"Smack!

Suddenly, the call was cut off by someone.

Suzanna looked up to see Alfred holding a mace, smashing her phone.

He then flashed her a "friendly" smile and tilted his head, saying, "Hey there, let's see who's better. I'll just pick the empty spot on the back of your head. "Don't worry. Cherishing beauty is my specialty.

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"At worst, it'll be a river of blood. If 1 mess up, i'll just be a clean decapitation"

To his astonishment, Suzanna rolled her eyes and collapsed instantly.

Alfred was taken aback

No way, the has to be faking it.

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Ashton, do a crotch grah dance above her head. If she doesn't wake up from that, I'll have to admit she's impreuve

Ashton pondered. Is my life not worth anything?