The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 144

The anival of Willow in this sleepy little village had Jocelyn convinced the world had gone mad.

Draped in a pristine designer down jacket with flawless makeup, Willow was a stark contrast to the rustic surroundings.

The village chiel was unfamiliar with the faces of celebrities. He had just been informed via telephone that a star was visiting their village. Oblivious to who she was, he felt obliged to welcome her.

He had seen on TV how celebrities would visit rural areas and experience the simple life for a few days. In turn, they would promote local development.

The village chief thought it rather fortuitous that a star had taken an interest in their little village. Word would get out, and the exposure could only be beneficial.

When Willow caught sight of Jocelyn, the surprise was mutual. Willow hadn’t expected to find Jocelyn here, but she quickly pieced together why Melvin might have sought refuge in such backwoods retreat.

“Jocelyn, what a coincidence!” Willow greeted, masking the awkwardness with her tone.

The village head was baffled.

Jocelyn knew this celebrity?

Jocelyn merely nodded slightly, showing no interest in engaging further.

Willow’s gaze shifted between Jocelyn and Harrison, a knowing look in her eyes. “So you two lovebirds finally nested. Congratulations.” Despite being polite by nature, Jocelyn wanted nothing more than to drop all pretenses of civility where Willow was concerned.

Harrison, aware of Jocelyn’s distaste for the woman, chose to ignore her.

Willow’s face stiffened at the snub. She hastily changed the topic, adopting an air of delight as she spread her arms wide, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “Ah, the air’s so fresh here. No wonder Melvin ran off to this place.”

The village head was taken aback. Another acquaintance of Mr. Martinez’s?

It seemed like everyone from the city knew each other.

To be precise, ever since Jocelyn and Ursula had arrived, the village had been buzzing with activities.

So, the catalyst was Jocelyn and Ursula?

No, it was primarily Jocelyn.

Willow flashed a smile at Uriah. “Sir, could you show me to Melvin, please?”

Uriah could hardly decline. Guests, especially celebrities, were to be treated with respect for the sake of the village’s future.

scurried behind her carrying her bags, Harrison expressed his concern for

“As long as there’s

worry, Jocelyn patted his shoulder. “Relax, she’s too concerned with her image to make

worried about a fight. It’s her and Melvin…” Harrison trailed off, but Jocelyn understood his

might cling to

were the case, it might be a good thing. It’d help me

considered her point and found some logic in it.

sure you’re okay?”

worry, even if she does stir up some drama, she’ll have to keep her cool. It’s actually better if she’s here. She

leave her alone, but

the car door for him. “Stop

on Jocelyn. Suddenly, he released the door and pulled her into a light embrace.

the force of his hug, just smiled. ‘Don’t make it sound so final. It’s not

to take you home, Harmson’s voice was husky, his arms tightening around her. He meant it

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his back. “I have to stay here for a month. If I left now. I’d disappoint the kids and break

wishful thought to whisk her away.

said with a complaining look, “Don’t

out

to the village earlier than he did, and that one step behind made

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agreed, understanding his concern.

bright eyes, he yeamed to take her away

a fit of pettiness, Harrison secretly hoped something would happen between Melvin and the star to help

you need anything,” Harrison reminded Jocelyn before finally saying, “I’m

“Okay.”

car and closed the door,

and waved

up the engine. “I’m going

smiled back. “Let me know when

Jocelyn stood by the roadside, watching until it disappeared

through the rear-view mirror, felt

her into anything.

was out of mind, he thought

no longer visible, then turned to walk back.

you have him stay longer? With that woman

Jocelyn was unfazed. “I’m going to take a walk

to avoid them or to give them a chance?” Ursula couldn’t stand Willow’s pretense. That woman’s eyes betrayed disdain for the rustic setting, unwilling to sit on