The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 95

Jocelyn had once scrolled through the real estate listings online, where the price tags on the homes in Berry City were the stuff of fantasy for the average Joe.

As they pulled up to Harrison’s estate, it was immediately clear to Jocelyn that this family was either rolling in dough or descended from royalty. Each home in the neighborhood boasted its own private driveway, leading up to grand entrance ways fit for a king.

The garden was a sprawling green canvas, larger than a football field, complete with a swimming pool, a decorative rockery, and a quaint gazebo that looked like it was plucked straight out of a Victorian novel.

For the first time, Jocelyn truly felt the weight of the gap between the haves and the have-nots. It was as if an invisible yet impenetrable wall separated the bourgeoisie and the aristocracy.

The car came to a rest in the garage, and Jocelyn’s eyes widened at the sight of several luxury cars parked alongside. Although their makes were not immediately recognizable to her, their sleek designs and imposing presence spoke volumes of their value.

She clutched the modest gift she had brought with a newfound sense of inadequacy.

“Don’t be nervous,” Harrison said, helping her with her things and closing the trunk with a comforting chuckle. “If anyone should be

nervous, it’s my mom.”

Still holding her bouquet, Jocelyn asked inquisitively, “Why’s that?”

“Because she’s got a guest, not just any guest, but her favorite guest. Wouldn’t that make her a bit nervous? Harrison’s voice was warm and inviting as they walked shoulder-to-shoulder toward the house.

Elise, the lady of the house, greeted them with an excitement that left little room for formality.

“Elise, this is for you. Harrison mentioned you’re fond of sunflowers,” Jocelyn said, presenting her bouquet.

Elise beamed, taking the flowers and grasping Jocelyn’s hand to lead her inside without so much as a glance back at her son. “Jocelyn, darling. I thought I’d never see you again in this lifetime.”

“How could that be? Jocelyn felt her initial reservations melt away under Elise’s warmth.

“I’ve heard from Harrison that you’re here to study. A month, is it? You’ve already been here a week. How do you like it? If you fancy it, I can have Harrison’s father arrange for you to work here. How about that?”

Overwhelmed by Elise’s enthusiasm, Jocelyn could only express her surprise and gratitude.

The idea of teaching in Berry City was a dream for many educators, given its status as a prime city at the heart of the country. It was not a place one could simply move to on a whim.

that way,” Jocelyn admitted truthfully.

You’re going to scare her off,” Harrison finally intervened, placing the gifts on the table, “This is

and Dad.”

the maid to find a vase and clung to Jocelyn’s

Jocelyn confessed, her worries surfacing once

declared without even looking at the gift.

gift, revealing a red shawl with a simple yet elegant design.

hurried upstairs with the shawl in tow, leaving Jocelyn puzzled and looking

his head, just as clueless about his mother’s sudden departure.

Donning a sleek black dress complemented by the shawl Jocelyn had given her, she exuded grace, sophistication,

beautiful, isn’t it?” Elise twirled before them,

her eyes alight with admiration, and clapped her hands in genuine delight, “It’s

I say I love it, I truly mean it, Elise said, her eyes soft and caring as she held onto

Elise’s actions. She had changed into an outfit that matched the shawl to tell

She could sense that Elise’s fondness of her was

bottom of her heart Jocelyn was touched beyond

that Jocelyn had come to visit, Keegan Whitman, Harson’s father, also returned early from his

offered Hollyn a position in Berry City, echoing the family’s warmth

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sense of belonging, Jocelyn politely

not as a guest but as a

was time for her to leave, Elise suggested she stay the night, but Jocelyn, feeling it was not quite appropriate, insisted on returning to her

out for lunch or come back here, whichever you prefer, in the evening. I’ve made reservations at Bliss Restaurant for us, Elise said, not

maybe she should check out of her current hotel and stay at

taken aback by

never fussed over me this much, Harrison joked “Let’s give Jocelyn some

Jocelyn, join us for meals on

it

at the door, watching them leave, their actions speaking volumes of the warm-hearted embrace Jocelyn had received in this home away

said, cracking open the car window to catch

a family like that, no wonder Harrison was such a gentleman.

took a shine to you.”