Reborn To Remarry My Ex Husband (Melody and Edward) novel Chapter 451

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Chapter 451 The Avenstras
What did she mean by "it's all in the past"?

For Tyrell, it wasn't.

Anyone who dared to hurt someone from his family—even if it was her so-called closest relatives, even if it was her biological father—must pay the price.

He wasn't Melody's biological father, but he was the one who had poured his heart and soul into raising her.

He had raised her like a precious jewel, not for her to be trampled on by this pack of filthy sc*undrels.

Tyrell straightened his back, his hand still resting protectively on Melody's shoulder. His amber eyes burned with a cold, ruthless light, his sharp, chiseled features exuding a mysterious and suffocating aura. Though he didn't look like a native of Cleussau, the pressure he emanated left no room for doubt.

"Melody, it's not over.

"They punished you, huh? Then I'll punish them!

"Everyone in the Shield family, listen carefully. I am making this clear—Melody has always been, and will always be, my daughter.

"She was my daughter in the past, she is my daughter now, and she will remain my daughter for the rest of her life!

"If anyone from the Shield family dares to claim her as their relative again, I don't mind making you disappear—quietly, without a trace.

"And if you doubt whether my words carry any weight, feel free to test if Fellman Avenstras has the power to back them up!"

Tyrell's fury was palpable, his voice cold and steady, each word like a hammer driving nails into the room's tense silence.

The thought of Melody suffering in corners he hadn't been able to see, enduring injustices he hadn't been there to stop, tore at him like salt poured into an open wound.

It hurt.

It made his heart ache.

And it filled him with regret.

Tyrell stood there, his presence commanding, every word resonating like a declaration of war.

With a swift motion, he waved his hand, and the royal guards he had brought from Avenstras moved with precision, sealing the doors to the hall with military efficiency.

He was beyond angry.

Letting out a slow breath, Tyrell released Melody's shoulder, patting it gently in reassurance. He leaned down slightly and murmured softly, "Leave it to me.