Jeffrey stepped back into the elevator.


    Juan remained silent, knowing that Jeffrey hadn''t told him the whole truth.


    At the very least, Juan believed he hadn''t been reborn. Then those memories of his past life must have been imnted in his mind while he was unconscious, likely by Jeffrey.


    If Jeffrey could do it to Juan, he could do the same to others. Juan decided to dig deeper to uncover what Jeffrey had been up to over the past 20 years.


    Melody had been confined in her room for days. At that moment, she was fuming.


    "Where is Juan? He''s back but hasn''te to see me. Does he n to keep me locked up like this forever? Go tell him toe see me immediately," she sulked. Sophie said, "Mr. Nichols has been busy with work recently, so..."


    "Is work more important than me? Does he no longer respect me?" Melody scowled, disappointed in both Jeffrey and Juan.


    Just then, the door swung open.


    Sophie froze, and Jeffrey gestured for her to leave. Still in shock, Sophie was eventually escorted out by the guards.


    "What''s wrong? I told you to fetch Juan. Did you hear me?" Melody turned around and saw Jeffrey standing in the doorway.


    Although 20 years had passed, she could never forget that face. But there was no joy at all, only endless fear.


    "Jeffrey? Who let youe back?" She cowered as Jeffrey stepped forward.


    "Mother, I came to see you. Aren''t you happy to see me?" he said with a smirk.


    "My son is already dead," Melody snapped, trying to maintain herposure. "Why did youe back? Leave. Get out of here."


    "If it weren''t for you, udia wouldn''t have died," Jeffrey said icily. "I


    thought you''d change after how ne


    death, but you didn''t. You treated


    Debra in the same way."


    "I..." Melody backed away in fear.


    Jeffrey continued to advance. "Juan and I have reunited. I will manage the Nichols Group from now on. You can enjoy your retirement. By the way, how do you like the soup? I


    made it myself."


    Melody struggled to catch her


    hclutching her chest as a


    sharp pain shot through her Fear coursed through her


    Wheart.


    "I''m your mother. How could you do this to me for a mere entertainer?" she


    used.