Tyron had no clue he was being tailed. Melanie, fresh out of the supermarket, spotted his car parked outside a coffee shop—and then she saw Penelope. Jealousy roared through her like wildfire.
"I'm supposed to be the one by your side! Tyron, what's so special about that woman?!"
Just as she was about to storm over, a hand yanked her back roughly.
"The hell are you doing?!" she snapped.
The man gripped her hair and sneered. "What do you think? Where's my money? I've fed you all these years, and you haven't given me a damn cent in return. Pay up, or I'll make you regret it."
Melanie struggled but couldn't break free. She spat, "I've got nothing for you. Take it or leave it. Now get lost!"
"No money?" The man let out a cruel laugh. "Then I guess I'll just beat it out of you!" He threw a
