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.

back to her room before pulling her phone out and sitting on the couch. She opened a file to 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 father in front of the kids, especially Pamela. That way, Pamela would be less likely to find herself a bad boy in the future. Lastly, I want to

had been cleaning the tables in the hall, turned around when he heard Melinda’s voice. “What do you need to print, Mrs.

“I’ll need two copies of this. Thank you.” Then, she sat down on the couch and picked the remote up to turn on the TV. She saw Stanley on the economic channel. He wasn’t as handsome on TV as he was in person, but all

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

Gael hurried toward her with the agreement in his hand. “D-Did something happen between you and Mr.

he asked.

“Thank you,” she said while taking the

a long while before he finally spoke again. “Mr. Fox finds it hard to interact with women, Mrs. Fox. Did he make you angry? Can I ask you

got it wrong. He didn’t make me angry. I simply found a chance to discuss things with him earlier, and I was bothered because he had