The Unwilling CEO's Love Game novel Chapter 62

They shot the breeze for a bit before Jocelyn jetted off.

Daisy gave her a look of interrogation, "Who were you on the phone with, acting all cloak and dagger?"

"Just a friend." Jocelyn plopped back down and shoveled the last of her rice into her mouth.

"Are you still in touch with that Harrison guy?"

Jocelyn nearly choked on her rice. She took a sip of soup to recover, and spun a yarn in her head, "He's come back home and probably hit it off with someone already. Mom, stop hounding him."

"Really?" Daisy looked bummed, "I told you, a catch like him would get snapped up in no time. You, on the other hand... alas."

Quinta shot Jocelyn a look, and Jocelyn exchanged a glance with her and looked down, staying mum.

"Auntie, Jocelyn's a catch. She could bring home any guy just to fill the bill. But she's not one to settle for just anyone, right? No worry, she'll definitely bring home a Mr. Perfect to meet you," Quinta tried to put in a good word for Jocelyn.

Daisy, looking at her daughter, was at a loss for words.

"Whatever. As long as she doesn't end up all dressed up with nowhere to go," Daisy stood up to clean up the table.

Quinta jumped in to help.

Jocelyn sighed softly and joined in tidying up.

When it was about time to head out, Jocelyn texted Melvin to see if he was coming.

His call came through right away.

She ducked to the side to answer, not wanting her mom to catch on.

"Downstairs."

Jocelyn stepped out to the balcony and sure enough, spotted his flashy Porsche.

It shocked her that he should have the nerve to park his show-off ride right outside. After lunch, how were they supposed to get in his car without making a scene?

"Can you wait at the corner instead?"

"Why?"

"It's too conspicuous. Mom's bound to walk us out, and if she sees us getting into your car, she'll get suspicious," Jocelyn was genuinely looking out for him.

But to Melvin, it seemed like she wasn't as keen on him meeting her parents as she used to be.

Melvin silently concluded that this might be a sign of her changing her tune.

"Didn’t you say I’m just a ride-share driver before?"

Jocelyn got momentarily stumped that he was still holding a grudge, "Whatever, if you're not worried about being spotted, I'm not either. I’ll be down in a sec."

After hanging up, she turned to see her mother still eyeing her.

Jocelyn cleared her throat, "Uh... Quinta, our ride-share driver's waiting downstairs. Got luck today, snagged a luxury car. These rich folks really have too much time on their hands, even cutting into other people's business."

Finishing this, she gave a sheepish chuckle.

Quinta had to hold back her laughter.

"Auntie, I'll head out first."

Quinta dried her hands and replied, "Thanks to you and Uncle for these past few days."

"What are you talking about?" Daisy held her hand, "Remember, if you need to check on your health, just stay with us. Jocelyn's got her own place, and we won't be cramped."

"Yeah, I know." Before leaving, Quinta fished out five hundred bucks for Daisy, "Here, auntie, take this; it's just a little something from me."

She stuffed the money into Daisy's pocket, grabbed Jocelyn, and legged it out, slamming the door behind them.

Once downstairs, Jocelyn hurried to open the car door for Quinta. She then jumped into the passenger seat, slammed the door and hurried Melvin, "Go, go, go!"

Thinking that she might be worried about being seen by someone she knew, Melvin got annoyed a bit.

When Daisy's figure appeared at the entrance, Quinta also urged him on.

"Move, move, move!"

Melvin frowned, but to avoid any hassle, he drove off, even though he was miffed.

Daisy chased after them for a few steps before giving up.

Melvin, glancing in the rear-view mirror at Daisy getting further away, realized it might not be what he thought.