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.

spotlight, and all she wanted

she had been

at the top of his class last semester,” Jocelyn

at Jocelyn since he entered

it speaks volumes about the quality of your teaching,” Zephyr chimed in with a smile.

nervously returned the smile, “A teacher simply guides and mentors. The main credit goes to the student’s own

is quite modest, isn’t she?” Zephyr teased.

responded, “Just stating

Jocelyn. I’ve heard that Preston never even passed a test

Jocelyn’s heart leaped

a sense of unease washing over

done nothing wrong in

a rare

tightness in her chest, suspecting a hidden message in his words She lowered her gaze, avoiding

touted as the youngest head teacher whose innovative teaching methods were popular

was an exemplary

seemed indifferent, while Zephyr deftly steered the conversation away from her.

was for Melvin to commit to funding a new

to a close. Melvin and

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

education. Rest assured, considering his nephew’s

gaze on Jocelyn was

tense throughout the two-hour meeting, like sitting on pins

away from

knows if it will happen,”

glanced at Jocelyn, then pulled Principal Fletcher aside, “Why not ask Miss Jocelyn

Fletcher looked back 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 any unethical

head teacher of Mr. Martinez’s nephew, and she’s played a considerable role in his academic improvement. There is a natural rapport

frowned, the complexities of such cultural exchanges going over the head of the uninitiated.