Reborn To Remarry My Ex Husband

Chapter 399 Heartbeats and Hidden Blades

Chapter 399 Heartbeats and Hidden Blades Snap! A loud, sharp sound echoed.

Melody's lips curled into a mischievous smirk as she inched closer to Rosen, her fingers gripping a broken blade. She pressed it lightly against his carotid artery, her voice oozing confidence as she taunted, "Seriously, bud? You're scheming against me when I thought we were on the same wavelength?"

Rosen lowered his gaze, catching sight of the silver needle in Melody's other hand, aimed precisely at his heart. He fell silent, a mix of resignation and frustration in his eyes.

So, is this her version of "same wavelength"? Yeah, one wrong move, and I'd end up in a crematorium.

No sooner had her words landed than the entire crowd erupted. The cheers from Cleussau's supporters were deafening.

"Ahhh! She did it! Mel won!!"

"The songs might be outrageous, but Lady Mel is solid as a rock!"

Melody's talent transcends national boundaries, her fans wildly cheering, united in admiration without gender barriers.

In one night, she had captivated everyone, her charm flooring fans and leaving them breathless.

And soon enough, the rallying cries sprang to life:

"Where there's no water, there's thirstiness. Where there's no Lady Mel, there'll be loneliness!"

"Don't ask what she's made of; she's too much of a knockout!"

"We can lie down, sit back, but Lady Mel will always stand, untamed and dashing."

Meanwhile, Alfred was slouched in his VIP seat, lazily sprawled out, but he couldn't help himself. As expected as the victory was, he sprang up, screaming, "YES! Bro, our queen won!" However, Edward remained coolly silent. His gaze, icy and piercing, was fixed on Jake, who stood battered and bruised but resolute with curiosity.

Who win this game?

Jake was not only Cleussau's representative but also one of the final contenders in the ring.

Despite his severe injuries, his face remained expressionless, showing no pain.

Aside from Melody and Rosen, he is the only other competitor left standing.

Rosen is facing Melody's blade and the threat of death, bound to fall any second now.

But Jake...Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

They said he was Robson Finn's hand-crafted "human weapon."

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Chapter 399 Heartbeats and Hidden Blades

In essence, he was no different from Gregoria's engineered assassin, Merck.

Unexpectedly, he had stepped in to assist Melody out of nowhere.

Someone trained as a "human weapon" was incapable of feeling.

It was as if his programming had glitched.

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This sort of anomaly wasn't just unsettling. It was enough to make his creator wary and the audience

uneasy.

Right now, though, the one most at risk was Melody.

She was still standing in the ring, her back wide open and unguarded, directly facing Jake, who was rooted to the spot, blood trickling from his mouth, his face unreadable.

If he wanted to, Jake could...

Well, things wouldn't look good for her.

Edward frowned, unfazed by Alfred's excitement. He beckoned Brandon with subtle motion, signaling him to be ready to jump in at any moment.

Alfred, face full of glee, was left hanging and immediately put on a pouty expression, whining, "You may be as cold as arctic ice, but my brother's thermal long johns are very solid as a rock!" Alfred was mimicking the cheers of Cleussau supporters for Melody.

Edward pressed his fingers to his temples, exhaling. Then, he spoke in a low voice, "Bernard, get him out, of those long johns."

Bernard was utterly confused.

Why is there such a big gap between my brother's tasks and mine?

I'm sure I'm not the type of person who would do such a perverted thing.

Edward added, "Strip him clean, and I'll restore your year-end bonus." Bernard grinned, "Done!

"Mr. Moore, do you want me to take his woolen pants

too?"

Alfred let out a high-pitched scream, "No! That's my leg hair, man!"