Chapter 896

With Ronald gripping her hand, Tiffany made her way over just as Clyde ordered his men, "Get an ambulance." His tone was calm, showing no signs of tension or worry. He loomed over Melody, looking down at her like she was just a bug about to die, his eyes cold and uncaring. Melody was still alive. She had crashed to the ground face-first, leaving her face a bloody mess. Her body was twitching uncontrollably. Her fingers clawed at the ground as if trying to hold on to something, but all she left behind were thin streaks of blood. "How did this happen?" Ronald asked. Clyde turned to look at Ronald and Tiffany, his gaze eventually landing on their tightly intertwined hands. "Ms. Lloyd, it's been a while," Clyde said, raising an eyebrow. Tiffany stared blankly at Ronald, seeming oblivious to the fact that Clyde was talking to her. "Clyde, this is Melissa Grant, the oldest daughter of the Grant family," Ronald said. "Oh?" Clyde sneered. "You've really nailed the art of pulling off