Chapter 522 Unable To Find Anything

Melodie hated Evelyn even more now, but she knew that Marty only had his eyes on her. Evelyn always had a special place in his heart. In what way was Evelyn better than her? Melodie's heart was full of hatred, and she couldn't wait to tear Evelyn apart right now. At the thought of this, a glint of malice flickered in her eyes. Her smile slowly froze at the corner of her mouth. She would make sure that Evelyn paid for what she had done. St. Tropez Villa. Marty couldn't drive because he had been drinking, so he called the driver to pick him up at the bar. As soon as Marty arrived home, he was about to go to bed after resting for a while, as he had drunk a little too much today. "Mr. Blaine." At this time, the butler suddenly came up to him. "What's wrong?" Marty frowned and pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to sober himself up as much as possible. "We have some findings on the investigation you've or