The Unwilling CEO's Love Game novel Chapter 84

This was the first time Jocelyn heard the past story of Willow and Melvin. Though Willow didn't go into detail about the family crisis Melvin had faced, Jocelyn could tell it was because of this that he'd always indulged Willow.

Teenage friends turning into lovers, who could replace that?

At least Jocelyn didn't think she had the strength to make a last stand. Being the unloved one in a relationship was a guaranteed path to a shattered heart.

"Why are you still watching this?" Ursula came over and saw the video still playing on Jocelyn's screen. "Turn it off."

Ursula was the only person aside from Preston at school who knew the whole messy story between Jocelyn and Melvin, though she didn't know all the details. She knew their relationship was over.

It was obvious a new player, Willow, had entered the game, one with a strong hand, and Jocelyn didn't stand a chance.

Jocelyn closed the video and took a deep breath. "I'm fine. It's just for entertainment, right? It's out there for people to see."

"If I were you, I wouldn't contribute to the video’s view counts," Ursula said. Though she didn’t know much about Willow, she disliked her hypocritical look.

Jocelyn forced a smile. "Got any plans tonight? Fancy grabbing a bite this afternoon?"

"No class tonight." Ursula glanced at the clock. "I'm off after this one, so see you later."

"Okay."

Later that afternoon, Jocelyn and Ursula walked out of school together, just in time to overhear the principal on a call discussing something about the school.

Once they were outside the school gates, Ursula whispered, "The school's expanding. They're planning to build another teaching block on the west side. But there's a funding gap, and the principal has been running around trying to fill it."

"Doesn't the school board allocate funds for that sort of thing?"

Ursula shook her head with a sigh. "Far from enough to build a new block. Plus, another local high school is also expanding. Money isn't that easy to come by."

Jocelyn didn't quite grasp the intricacies, but it sounded complicated.

"Both the government and school officials are trying to figure out who can cough up the cash," Ursula continued cautiously. "There are plenty of successful business people in town, but getting them to do charity work with no return is a tall order."

Jocelyn replied, "As long as it's for the future of our country, there will always be someone willing to take on the hardest tasks."

"That's true, but who knows when it'll be our school's turn." Ursula changed the subject of talks, and they drove off towards the bustling city center.

They enjoyed a hearty meal of hotpot and then strolled aimlessly along the streets.

By chance, Jocelyn caught sight of a familiar figure in a nearby boutique.

It was Ulla.

Ever since her breakup with Melvin, Ulla had deleted her on Facebook.

Jocelyn had intended to tell Ulla to stop contacting her, only to find out she'd been blocked first.

"Hey, isn't that Willow?" Ursula also noticed the boutique.

Jocelyn looked back and saw Willow holding up a dress against Ulla, while Ulla chatted with her, seemingly giving her opinion on the dress.

They seemed close.

A flood of memories rushed through Jocelyn's mind - from Ulla's online comment to her reaching out to Ulla, then to Ulla following Willow... Everything seemed like a deliberate setup, waiting for her to walk right into it.

She wondered how long had Willow been planning this trap, but she had definitely fallen into it.

"What's wrong?" Ursula noticed Jocelyn's daze and gently patted her shoulder. "You okay?"

Jocelyn looked again at the pair.

Willow, sunglasses on and fully guarded, stepped out of the boutique with Ulla. The chauffeured car at the curb had its door open.

As they were about to get in, Willow suddenly stopped and looked in Jocelyn's direction.

Jocelyn couldn't see her eyes, but she could feel her mocking gaze.

Willow paused, prompting Ulla to look over as well.

Upon seeing Jocelyn, Ulla acted as if she didn't know her, shifting her gaze away without a hint of embarrassment.