Reborn To Remarry My Ex Husband (Melody and Edward) novel Chapter 408

Chapter 408 Her Father
Tyrell was always known for his serious and distant demeanor. Even Spencer, who had grown up under his roof, couldn't help but feel a deep respect and a tinge of discomfort whenever he faced his father.

Yet, in the presence of Melody, that hardened exterior would shatter. In her company, Tyrell softened.

He would bend down and gently tousle her hair, offering a level of care and affection that showed just how far he was willing to go for her.

Over time, he had adapted to Melody's likes and dislikes. He had learned to pick up the little things—like bringing home a small, cartoon-themed cake each time he wore his black coat.

He did this because there was now a special girl in his life.

He had also taught himself to cook delicate meals, make healthy dishes, and even sew beautiful dresses. All of this—he did for her.

These moments together only solidified one truth in Tyrell's heart: Melody was his daughter, no matter what anyone else said.

He had raised her, and no one could take her place.

"Don't worry, Mel. Dad's here."

With a determined stride, Tyrell took a long step forward, kicking Drooby to the ground. He then planted his foot firmly on the man's head.

Coming from Avenstras, with royal blood coursing through his veins, and as the world's wealthiest man, Tyrell's presence alone was enough to crush the Gregoria representative beneath him.

Drooby barely had time to react.

Before he knew it, he was thrown to the ground, humiliated, kneeling before Tyrell as if he were nothing more than a servant.

It wasn't just Drooby that Tyrell had broken; it was the entire face of Gregoria's leadership.

As the crowd began to recognize Tyrell, a few of the more observant onlookers gasped in surprise.

"Wait ... isn't that Fellman Avenstras, the new ruler of Avenstras? What's he doing here? Avenstras isn't even supposed to be involved in this underground fight."

"Did we just hear that right? Melody called him ‘Dad'? What's going on here?"

"Well, I think she must have made a mistake. Her real dad is Sean, right? I saw him here too. Maybe she was calling out to him, not Fellman Avenstras. Let's not jump to conclusions. If Melody were really Fellman Avenstras's daughter, she'd be royalty by now."

For those who didn't recognize Fellman, they knew him by the distinctive cloth on his head.

Even if they didn't know his background, there was a little inside joke in Cleussau. Anyone who wore a piece of cloth on their heads were filthy rich.