The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 85

Principal Fletcher had sent Jocelyn the address and the time, instructing her to show up punctually for the meeting.

After a full day’s rest at home, Jocelyn was rejuvenated and made her way to the rendezvous.

Upon arrival, she did see several school officials and teachers there

The private dining room of the upscale hotel was a stark contrast to what she had imagined, which was bright and cheerful.

Jocelyn and her colleagues were all present, but the guest of honor was conspicuously absent.

Even after a ten-minute wait, no one dared to voice a complaint.

Finally, the doors swung open. The quest finally arrived.

His stature was imposing, his presence commanding he could put international male models to shame. Clad in a sharp black suit, he exuded an air of aloofness and solitude.

Accompanying him were Zephyr, who wore a vibrant purple shirt that suggested a more approachable demeanor, and his assistant, Yara, whose presence mirrored his own

All seated occupants stood as he entered, welcoming him with smiles and ushering him to the head seat of the table.

Jocelyn hadn’t expected Melvin to be the one they were waiting for. A month had passed since they last saw each other, and now they were practically strangers

To be precise, to Melvin, she was a stranger.

And she felt an urge to flee.

The leaders were lavishing Melvin with compliments, engaging in topics that seemed to be the exclusive domain of men, with other teachers chiming in occasionally.

Jocelyn, however, remained silent.

“Say, Jocelyn, one of your students is Mr. Martinez’s nephew. I remember you met Mr. Martinez when he came for his nephew’s enrolment, Principal Fletcher suddenly turned to her.

was thrust into the spotlight, and all she wanted was to escape.

why she

and ranked at the top of

Jocelyn since he entered the room.

quality of your teaching,” Zephyr chimed

“A teacher simply guides and mentors. The main credit goes to the student’s own willingness and eagerness to

quite modest, isn’t she?”

humbly responded, “Just stating

to thank Jocelyn. I’ve heard that Preston never even passed a test before,” Zephyr said, turning

Jocelyn’s heart leaped

eye contact with Melvin, a

nothing wrong

an extraordinary teacher. She’s a rare combination of brains and beauty” But he wasn’t toasting to Jocelyn. Instead, he drank alone.

in his words She lowered her gaze, avoiding

the past between Jocelyn and Melvin, interpreted his words as praise, and continued to extol her virtues. Jocelyn was touted as the youngest head teacher

Jocelyn was an exemplary

Zephyr deftly steered the conversation

Melvin to commit to funding a new school building. But he hadn’t mentioned a word

to a close. Melvin

lingered a moment, accompanying the local education officials and school leaders,

cause of education. Rest assured, considering his nephew’s top

gaze on Jocelyn was with implication.

look, feeling tense throughout the two-hour meeting, like sitting on

Melvin’s car drive away

say, but who knows if it will happen,” Principal Fletcher mused, doubtful of the

Principal Fletcher aside, “Why not ask Miss Jocelyn to have a

at the official, suddenly catching on to the implication, and shook his head firmly, “Our teachers are professional and decent. We can’t have them engaging in

that since Miss. Jocelyn is the head teacher of Mr. Martinez’s nephew, and she’s played a considerable role in his academic improvement. There is a natural rapport between teachers and students’ family. If we want someone to

Fletcher frowned, the complexities of such cultural exchanges