The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 5

Melvin’s expression darkened. He was no longer as arrogant as he was a second ago.

Jocelyn let out a sigh of relief, took a deep breath, and flashed her trademark smile, “Anything else I can help with you?”

Melvin’s eyes narrowed slightly, his lips parted slightly, “Nice one.”

Jocelyn managed to tick off Melvin.

Suddenly, she realized that Melvin seemed to get easily ruffled by her, which she hadn’t noticed before

Maybe she hadn’t been so ‘rebellious’ before

Jocelyn had kept an eye on Preston, after all, he was her ex’s nephew, so it was natural to pay a bit more attention.

She noticed that Preston didn’t have his heart in studying, he’d just crash and sleep as soon as class started. He wasn’t chummy with classmates, and when they reached out to him, he’d snub them with his nose in the air

Just like his uncle, full of himself.

Jocelyn planned to have a serious chat with him in a couple of days.

On Friday after school, while Jocelyn was still in her office, a teacher came running, Jocelyn, that new student in your class got into a fight off campus.

Preston had dislocated someone’s jaw and left him black and blue all over.

After sending the injured student to the hospital, Jocelyn told Preston to call Melvin. Preston did call, but no answer

Annoyed, Jocelyn dialed the number that didn’t need saving in her phone. Because she had already committed this number to her heart

Amid a noisy background, Jocelyn frowned, “Mr. Martinez…

“Who is this?” came a deep, magnetic voice laced with a hint of unfamiliarity.

Hearing the noise on the other end, Jocelyn simply hung up

She advanced the medical expenses, explained things to the injured student’s parents, then took Preston to look for Melvin.

Pushing open the doors to the private room, they were met with a haze of smoke, a scene of decadent indulgence that was not for innocent eyes.

Jocelyn had Preston wait outside, not wanting him to see anything that might scar a kid.

Everyone paused to stare at Jocelyn as she entered, with only the sound system still playing music.

After a quick scan of the room, she spotted Melvin in a dark corner.

His smoking intensified the glow of the fire, his sharp features appearing even more striking in the dim light.

Flicking ash, he ordered the lights on. His piercing, almond-shaped eyes assessed the room. “Who called for her?”

Everyone looked at each other, clueless. The bolder ones thought of stepping in but were quickly held back and whispered a warning, “That’s Melvin’s woman. Don’t mess around”

Hearing this, they promptly sat down.

Jocelyn was unfazed by Melvin’s attitude, and walked up to him. “Preston sent someone to the hospital with his fiste Don’t you think you should, as a quandian, go check it out?”

cold look. How much money do

As a teacher, she couldn’t stand parents

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now; it’s about after Preston sending someone to the hospital, shouldn’t you, as a

see the student, maybe apologize to the parents?” Jocelyn tried to keep her cool, not wanting

a flashy-dressed guy, ‘Zephyr, get them out.”

the onlookers were shooed away, and

took a lazy drag, leaned back into the sofa, and looked at her sideways, “If it’s something that could’ve been said over the phone, why come

“What?”

if she could’ve been heard

could barely hold back her anger, “You’re Preston’s

be done right now. You came running over in such a hurry; are you sure it wasn’t just to see me? Melvin flicked off his ash

felt like she was talking to a brick wall; coming to him was a mistake, a

with a bruised face, “Sending someone to the hospital isn’t something to be proud of. If you’re really skilled, you wouldn’t

ahead. She never imagined he’d

when they were together, these issues had never come up, because they never got to the

his way of ‘teaching’ was frightening.

Melvin like a puppy trailing a big dog, and Jocelyn was

who was still heading forward as he reached his

replied, “I’m

my

glanced over, continued walking, and gestured for a taxi…

help but laugh.

a knowing look, told Melvin, “Better sweet-talk her, or

then approached Jocelyn, grabbing her hand

but he held on

determined, “Come with me.

up, I’m going to

when I had you pinned down

a deep breath, her

wasn’t usually at a loss for words, but in front of him, she felt

letting go, Melvin pulled her to the car.

at him, refusing to

slightly raised an eyebrow, leaning close to whisper in her ear, “Jocelyn, you don’t

hotly, glaring

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car like he was watching a soap opera, and she resented Melvin’s tactless blabbering even more.

do something drastic, Jocelyn reluctantly

Melvin said coolly, his assertive tone

fastened her

door, and then

the road, Melvin asked Preston why he fought.

lip with a defiant smirk,

Jocelyn frowned.

lit a cigarette with the other, “Don’t

lips, her pretty face not exactly touched by

start trouble, but to stand my ground if someone provokes me. If someone slaps me, I need to hit

the rear-view mirror, “I also told you, don’t throw hands if you can’t handle the heat, and if you do. clean up your mess. Don’t make others wipe your ass.”

deflated on the

teach a child? Jocelyn was incredulous