Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 63 Gael is Miserable

Melinda found the man revolting. She hated how domineering he was! He’s the one who dumped me here, and he’s the one who came back to pick me up. Has he… fallen for me? No, no. There’s no way! I bet he just wants me to treat his mother’s burns, right? Neither one of them spoke during the ride, so they had no idea what was going on in each other’s minds.

Eventually, Melinda decided to put on a song. “Today was a Fairytale, you were the prince, I used to be at damsel in distress. You took me by the hard and you picked me up at six, today was a fairytale…” the song played. Stanley didn’t like listening to music, but he didn’t stop her from playing the song. She was certainly the first person who had the guts to mess around with the stereo system in his car. Stanley wasn’t sure when it had started, but he could tell that his feelings for the woman had begun to change.

The Lamborghini came to a halt in front of Emerald Harbor. Melinda turned to glance at the man, who showed no signs of taking off his seatbelt and getting out of the car. She understood his message, so she got out of the car herself and slammed the door shut behind her. Then, she strode off toward the main hall of the house. Stanley’s gaze darkened as he watched Melinda.

After that, he started the car once more. There was a heartless, cold look that one could see even from his side profile. I have to continue investigating her relationship with the Graysons. This is the main thing I want to find out now. I have to know everything about those who are the closest to me, he thought.

draft out an agreement. Hmph. If he wants me to treat his mother, he’ll have to agree to my terms! Firstly, he is not allowed to send his men to follow me around anymore. Secondly, he’ll have to be a good

the details once more before she headed downstairs. “Is there a printer at home, Mr. Swanson?” The houseknovelxo.com fast updateeeper, who had been cleaning the tables in the hall, turned around

you.” Then, she sat down on the couch and picked the remote up

the agreement that he had printed, he felt his heart skip a beat! His hands stiffened as he clutched the papers. Is this an agreement with Mr. Fox? Why does she need to sign an agreement with him? Did they get into an argument? Who is she to ask so much of Mr. Fox? The terms weren’t simple ones, and they were stated in firm and harsh language. There seemed to be no space for negotiation. One of the terms that Gael couldn’t bring

sleep in separate rooms? “Mrs. Fox…” Gael hurried toward

he asked.

up and smiled at the man. “Thank you,” she said while taking the papers

his face. He hesitated for a long while before he finally spoke again. “Mr. Fox finds it

shook her head. “No, no. You got it wrong. He didn’t make me angry. I simply found a chance to