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

frustrated. As a teacher, she couldn’t stand parents who

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after Preston sending someone to the

Jocelyn tried to keep her

tilted his head towards a flashy-dressed

onlookers were shooed away, and

and looked at her sideways, “If it’s something that could’ve been said over the phone, why

“What?”

his end, if she

“You’re Preston’s guardian. He’s been fighting at school and sending someone

running over in such a hurry; are you sure it wasn’t just

coming to him was a mistake, a waste of time.

Preston with a bruised face, “Sending someone to

clear as she walked ahead. She

they never got to the point of discussing something as serious

way of

puppy trailing a big dog, and Jocelyn was like the dog owner on a walk.

who was still heading forward

“I’m hailing a cab.”

my car?”

continued walking, and gestured

help but

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

a look, then approached Jocelyn, grabbing her

to shake free, but

eyes were determined, “Come with

this up, I’m going to call

them when I had you

took a deep breath, her

loss for words, but in front of

pulled her to the car.

at him, refusing

an eyebrow, leaning close to whisper in her ear, “Jocelyn, you don’t want to get kissed in front of your

blazed hotly, glaring at

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Preston sitting in the car like he was watching a soap opera, and

something drastic, Jocelyn reluctantly got into the

Melvin said coolly, his assertive

Jocelyn fastened her seat

slammed the car door, and then

road, Melvin asked Preston why he

touched his split lip with a defiant smirk,

Jocelyn frowned.

driving with one hand, lit a cigarette with the other, “Don’t

face not exactly touched

to stand my ground if someone provokes me. If someone slaps me, I need to hit back harder. Preston’s rebellious streak was giving Jocelyn a headache.

also told you, don’t throw hands if you can’t handle the

on the

a child? Jocelyn was