Chapter 580: Divine Reversal

"Yeah." Ian nodded obediently.

His fierce demeanor vanished in an instant. In front of his mom, he was nothing more than an adorable little softie.

Such a transformation was completely unexpected.

The fans who had come for Ian felt their hearts melt on the spot.

The moment Ian stepped into the lounge, Melody Monroe continued her story. "Yasmine Scott and I met at a bar, where we both got to know a singer. It was so cliché—the singer was interested in me, but Yasmine was madly in love with him. And then... the rest happened. Yasmine Scott drugged me, intending to ruin my life!"

"But as it turned out, I saw her father there that night, so I decided to go to Uncle Scott for help."

Of course, this was a complete fabrication on Melody’s part.

Because what she was actually thinking back then was, ’If I’m going to be ruined by someone, I might as well go and seduce Jedediah Scott!’

At the time, she hadn’t known that Yasmine Scott was the one who set her up.

"The person who helped you drug me back then was a waiter from this very bar."

"What proof do you have? Melody Monroe, with your current status, it would be all too easy for you to find a few people to act as false witnesses, slander me, and clear your own name!"

"You bitch! You nearly killed my mom!"

Tears suddenly streamed down Yasmine Scott’s face. Her expression, a mixture of indignation and fury, didn’t look like an act.

In truth, both of their stories sounded plausible.

It was impossible to know who was telling the truth.

"Melody Monroe! What else do you have to say? Haven’t you made my life miserable enough? My mom still can’t get out of bed, even now! Do you have any idea the pain she suffers day and night?" Yasmine Scott shrieked at Melody, her voice cracking.

Deep down, she was filled with even greater self-reproach.

She had only wanted her mother to handle the situation for her.

Her father was already bewitched by Melody Monroe, believing that child was his.

She was afraid Melody would use this as a chance to destroy her family.

Her mother hadn’t known about any of this.

She could have kept it a secret, but she was the one who had told her mother everything.

She hated Melody Monroe, so she blamed her for everything. Only then could she banish the guilt from her heart.

"Enough!"

Suddenly, an angry shout erupted from behind them.

Everyone whirled around to face the person who had just appeared.

Someone recognized him immediately.

"Jedediah Scott!"

"It really is Jedediah Scott!"

"The man himself is here! What’s he planning to do?"

"I have a feeling there’s about to be a major twist!"

"If there is a twist, who’s going to be the one getting humiliated?"

The crowd held its breath, watching the scene unfold in dead silence.

"Dad, why are you here?" Yasmine Scott asked, her face a mask of confusion. She hurried forward, assuming her father had come to back her up.

Jedediah Scott suddenly raised his hand and struck his daughter with another slap across the face.

The crisp sound of the slap made everyone flinch.

"Dad!" Yasmine Scott clutched her cheek, unable to believe he had just hit her.

"It’s time for this farce to end." Jedediah Scott walked over to Melody Monroe and bowed deeply. "I’m sorry, Miss Monroe. I apologize to you on my daughter’s behalf."

’This is...’

"I have always known that my daughter framed you all those years ago. I kept it quiet to protect her. I had intended to provide for you within the Scott family as a way to compensate you, but I never expected it would cause such a misunderstanding and subject you to this humiliation. I am truly sorry."

"I know this apology comes far too late and does nothing to compensate for the harm you’ve suffered. Nevertheless, I still have the audacity to ask for your forgiveness."

Melody froze for a second. ’What an ending,’ she thought. ’This really does save face for everyone involved.’

’Evan Fairchild must have arranged this.’