The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 88

Jocelyn had had enough. She couldn’t bear to waste another second in that place and couldn’t stand to exchange another word with him. It would only demean herself.

His cold voice sliced through the tension, “I would’ve agreed to help if anyone else coming to me today.. Unfortunately, it was you!

Her heart sank as she saw his disdainful look. And then he added three more words that cut deep.

“You’re not worthy.”

Stepping out of the hotel, Jocelyn looked up at the sky, feeling a numbness that eclipsed the pain. Over three years of her love, now she realized, had been misplaced.

Her love was unrequited.

She immediately called the principal, apologizing that she had done her best.

Walking down the street, her mind felt numb. Perhaps the pain was too deep or maybe she had seen through it all. So the pain just wasn’t there anymore

Then her phone rang with an unknown number

It was a call from a senior official at the Board of Education, asking if she could meet someone

Jocelyn guessed that the principal must have spoken to the official.

In the workplace, sometimes you have to do things against your will.

She arrived at a country club not far from the hotel and saw the official waiting for her.

As soon as he saw her, he called out, “Jocelyn, is that how you dressed for the meeting with Mr. Martinez?”

She looked down at her attire, not seeing any problem.

“You’re too conservative, the official shook his head and said, “Anyway, come meet the benefactor.”

Jocelyn followed him through the opulent corridors and made a turn to face grand double doors.

good impression, relax. You’re here to secure benefits for the school, to fight for a better learning environment

say or what difference her

inside, the place was

but the official nudged her forward and

philanthropist, you know, and he’s looking to generously fund a new building for the school, the official urged her toward a man whose stomach bulged more

naive; she understood the situation.

should call

gotten into you?” the official frowned, “Fletcher asked you

something wrong, Jocelyn didn’t budge. She didn’t want to get caught

up to a mere teacher to influence the school’s future.

as he stared at her, “You teach literature, Jocelyn. You should

through with it, her mood was already sour. Flattery and pandering were out of the

apologized, “I’m sorry, I have

Jocelyn, and grabbed her arm, “Ive seen your news online. They say you’re a good teacher. But flies don’t buzz around

contract with your school tomorrow” Vance had his eyes set on Jocelyn, having made this specific

delicate than her online image,

at the official, “I thought leaders at the Board of Education

you saying?” the official, as if

immoral and inhumane,” she wasn’t

the official’s

for the door, Vance grabbed

swung her handbag at Vance’s

her back hard and pinned her against the wall, hissing a threat,

Jocelyn’s head ringing, stars dancing in her

official, “Are you just going to

can I do? You need to be flexible. Make him happy, and you might

washed over her, her eyes reddening, teeth clenched, she faced him, “As long as I’m alive, I’ll see you

your lawsuit Vance’s mouth reeked

turning her head

door burst open

was

coffee table, falling to the ground with a curse that was cut short