The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 138

There was a girl who couldn’t take her eyes off something just over Jocelyn’s shoulder. When their gazes met, the girl pointed behind Jocelyn.

Puzzled, Jocelyn tumed around, only to see nothing there.

As school was about to let out, Uriah came to find them. His face was beaming with a joy he couldn’t hide. “Jocelyn, Ursula, the village’s throwing a potluck tonight. You should both come.”

“You look like you’ve struck a deal, Jocelyn surmised that nothing made Uriah happier than someone willing to invest in their village.

Uriah nodded with a smile. “Indeed, we have.”

“Congratulations!” Jocelyn said cheerily. The village’s going to keep getting better.”

“Absolutely,” Unah agreed with conviction. “It will.”

After he left, Jocelyn and Ursula packed up their things. Ursula mused, “Wonder who’s got such a kind heart.”

“Whoever it is, if they can improve the situation here, that’s all that matters. But you know, the beginning is always the hardest part. I just hope they’re serious and not just putting on a show, getting everyone’s hopes up only to let them down.”

“We’ll see tonight,” Ursula joked about sizing up the mysterious benefactor.

Jocelyn laughed. “To get rich, build roads first. If they can manage that, it’ll be a great start.”

Ursula sighed, “True. The road outside is practically impassable when it rains, and that old stone bridge at the entrance to village looks like it’s seen better days. I fear it might not last much longer

“And seriously, surrounded by these hills, I’ve been wondering what could actually boost the economy here,” Ursula added, knowing that a real physical economy was crucial for a village so behind the times

Jocelyn understood her concerns. “If we get the chance tonight, we’ll ask around. A person willing to come here and put money into road building certainly has some plans for development”

“Right”

They finished packing and returned to their temporary home, where the smoke from the village hall’s preparations wafted invitingly through the air. The weather was nice with the sun shining and not as cold as the days before.

With the holiday season just around the corner, the village was livelier than usual. Children paraded around in new clothes sent from parents far away, their faces glowing with satisfaction

wrapped in a cozy down jacket and wearing handmade warm wool slippers, took Ursula’s hand and headed

the village entrance, its tires caked with mud a testament to the difficulty of the journey it had undertaken. This must be the vehicle of

Uriah’s house, everyone was contributing to the feast, bringing out the best food they could offer, determined not

poor, the village folk wouldn’t let anyone eat

stools and joined the ladies in picking

that the guest they were hosting might change the

up in the courtyard, covered with

they just awaited the arrival

fetch the guest. Before long she entered the courtyard followed by her husband and a tall man in a black overcoat and crisp suit pants

couldn’t believe her eyes as the man walked in, and Ursula nearly squealed in

know just as

Why?

head of the table, then quickly called Jocelyn and Ursula over. In their

to the

by the turn of events, Ursula whispered

scared. She was just

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took her seat at the far end of the

Jocelyn and Ursula, while the rest of the villages

dine

tea instead of wine, welcoming Melvin and thanking Jocelyn and Ursula for

atmosphere lightened as the shy kids began to play and laugh together, filling the

village hadn’t buzzed with such

ate quietly, listening as they discussed the village’s situation and Melvin’s plans for sponsorship.

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roads was a priority. With good transportation conditions,

road repairs were costly to

brimming with chansma and seriousness, was

projects, Jocelyn and

the dinner, Melvin didn’t say a word to Jocelyn, not even

over two hours with darkness settling in, the