Chapter 137 Melody’s Face Is in His Head

"Take credit for what?" Melody asked.

Irwin scratched the back of his neck, still grinning. Rather than giving a direct answer, he asked, "Miss, are you happy with what Albert did for you at Christopher’s wedding?"

Melody recalled the Boltons’ wonderful expressions at that time—they looked like they had stepped on shit. She was instantly delighted.

She noticed something strange in Irwin’s words. "How did you know it was Albert?"

Irwin knew his mistress liked to be straightforward, so he told the whole story without hesitation.

"...And that's it. He was furious when he heard that Christopher was getting married, and I happen to hate that guy for a long time. We just hit it off. Since Albert was working abroad, I did the setup."

Irwin grinned, and looked at Melody. "I think you owe me my reward, Miss. Am I right?"

Actually, Irwin couldn’t care less about the reward. If it was for Melody, he would never ask for anything in return. He was the young master of the Lewis family—he al