Melody Thorne sat still, waiting for Jared Quinn to send Ona away, but Jared’s next words almost made her fall off her chair.

"If you want her consent, you have to show sincerity. Talking to me won’t help."

"Master Jared, are you agreeing for me to formally become Melody Thorne’s disciple?" Ona asked excitedly.

Jared Quinn did not deny it.

"Master, Master, look, your husband has agreed, won’t you accept me already?"

Melody Thorne "..."

She stood up. "Weren’t we supposed to be taking wedding photos? Hurry up, what are you staring at?"

"Yes, yes"

"Master Jared, please kiss madam on the forehead."

"Master Jared, could you please lift madam up?"

"Can I carry her on my back?"

"Master Jared, could you hold madam’s hand and run across the street, then jump?"

"Master Jared, you’d better give madam a smile."

"Stop!"

An hour had passed, and Jared Quinn finally couldn’t take it anymore. For the first time in his life, he had to listen to others.

The crucial thing was that he couldn’t bring himself to smile in front of others. The more people there were, the harder it was to smile!

"Haha," Melody Thorne laughed so much she could hardly stand. She didn’t expect Jared Quinn to be so awkward.

The photographers in charge of the shoot were all standing there dumbfounded, especially seeing Jared Quinn on the verge of losing his temper; nobody dared to speak anymore.

"Master, did you laugh yourself dry? Here, have some water," Jenson Ona swiftly poured a glass of water.

Melody Thorne was indeed a bit thirsty, so she took it and drank a couple of sips immediately.

"Master, Master," the rough voice beside her, mixed with excitement, almost shattered her eardrums. "Master, you finally agreed to take me as your disciple!"

Melody Thorne "I didn’t say anything."

"But Master, the tea I poured for you was my disciple tea, and now that you’ve drunk it, I am your disciple. You absolutely can’t back out. From now on, I’m following you."

Melody Thorne "..."

Oh my, he actually dared to trick me!

The remaining water, along with the teacup, was thrown at the culprit. "How dare you pull a fast one on me?"

Ona dodged. "Master, I know you actually do want to take me as a disciple, just don’t deny it. Master, you and Master Jared have a good rest here. I’ll head back to Veridia now. Master, you prepare the ceremony for accepting a disciple."

Watching Ona run far away, Melody Thorne felt even more vexed.

"Why didn’t you stop him?"

"Why stop him? Ona is the Gambling King, and he’s been in charge of the underworld for the past few years. Neither Harold Chapman’s army nor anyone else dares to easily touch him, but over the years, they’ve feared he might get too high and do something reckless. Now that you’ve just accepted him as a disciple, it can help restrain him. People in the underworld won’t dare mess with you, and with me protecting you openly, you’re the safest."

Jared Quinn explained to her. He had always been worried someone might harm Melody Thorne, so he kept expanding his power. Now he wouldn’t worry as much.

Melody Thorne "But I always thought Jenson Ona was too foolish and lacked the insight to be my disciple."

"Is there something you can teach him?" Jared Quinn squinted his eyes.

Melody Thorne "I could teach him how to avoid being tricked."

Jared Quinn "..."

"Master Jared, should we continue with the rest of the wedding photo shoot?" someone from behind asked.

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