The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 62

They shot the breeze for a bit before Jocelyn jetted off.

Daisy gave her a look of interrogation, “Who were you on the phone with, acting all cloak and dagger?”

“Just a friend.” Jocelyn plopped back down and shoveled the last of her rice into her mouth.

“Are you still in touch with that Harrison guy?”

Jocelyn nearly choked on her rice. She took a sip of soup to recover, and spun a yarn in her head, “He’s come back home and probably hit it off with someone already. Mom, stop hounding him.”

‘Really?” Daisy looked bummed, “I told you, a catch like him would get snapped up in no time. You, on the other hand… alas.”

Quinta shot Jocelyn a look, and Jocelyn exchanged a glance with her and looked down, staying mum.

“Auntie, Jocelyn’s a catch. She could bring home any guy just to fill the bill. But she’s not one to settle for just anyone, right? No worry, she’ll definitely bring home a Mr. Perfect to meet you,” Quinta tried to put in a good word for Jocelyn.

Daisy, looking at her daughter, was at a loss for words

“Whatever. As long as she doesn’t end up all dressed up with nowhere to go.” Daisy stood up to clean up the table.

Quinta jumped in to help

Jocelyn sighed softly and joined in tidying up.

When it was about time to head out, Jocelyn texted Melvin to see if he was coming.

His call came through right away.

She ducked to the side to answer, not wanting her mom to catch on.

Downstairs

Jocelyn stepped out to the balcony and sure enough, spotted his flashy Porsche.

It shocked her that he should have the nerve to park his show-off ride right outside. After lunch, how were they supposed to get in

his car without making a scene?

Can you wait at the corner instead?”

“Why?”

“It’s too conspicuous Mom’s bound to walk us out, and if she sees us getting into your car, she’ll get suspicious,” Jocelyn was genuinely looking out for him.

as keen on him meeting her parents as she used to be.

silently concluded that this might be a sign of her changing

I’m just

if you’re not worried about being spotted, I’m not either. I’ll be down in a sec

hanging up, she turned to see her mother still eyeing her.

driver’s waiting downstairs Got luck today, snagged a luxury car. These rich folks

gave a sheepish chuckle.

hold back her

I’ll head out first.”

hands and replied. “Thanks to you

if you need to check on your health, just stay with us Jocelyn’s got her own place, and we won’t

Quinta fished out five hundred bucks for Daisy. “Here, auntie, take

from me.”

the money into Daisy’s pocket, grabbed Jocelyn, and legged it out, slamming the door behind them.

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downstairs, Jocelyn hurried to open the car door for Quinta. She then jumped

she might be worried about being seen by someone

figure appeared at the entrance, Quinta

“Move, move, move!”

hassle, he drove off, even though he was

after them for a few steps before giving up.

in the rear-view mirror at Daisy getting further away, realized it might not be what he

glanced at Jocelyn, “Why the rush?”

Jocelyn turned to Quinta, “You’ll need money for lots more stuff down the

just a small token of care. Besides, when you come home, you

only mouth I’ve got to feed, so as long as I’m clothed and fed, I’m cool. Not like you, you need money for everything.” Jocelyn sighed, “Go talk to Damian, try to sort it out as soon as possible. Take the month before

Quinta softly acknowledged.

short on cash, just tell me. Haven’t saved a ton in these past years, but it’s something.” Jocelyn turned back, We re all here for you. If you need help, just holler.

Quinta was touched.

tears, she

Jocelyn’s heart-to-heart chat with her cousin, Melvin unusually stayed quiet and didn’t interfere.

walked Quinta to the entrance

leaving, Quinta hugged Jocelyn,

“Yeah.”

and turned to Melvin, “Mr. Martinez, thanks for the

to be so formal, just call me by my name,

two head back. I’ve got to catch

telling Melvin to treat Jocelyn right but figured that it wasn’t her place to say that.

if Melvin wanted to keep things low-key with

it, so it wasn’t Quinta’s place to meddle in