NovelEnglishHad Marcus truly fallen for Violette? It didn't seem plausible! But she didn't dare broach the topic. After breakfast, Melissa headed to the company.
When she returned to Waston Group, her status had shifted significantly. Given the company’s challenging situation, she found herself in a 10-hour meeting with the staff, leaving just one hour for lunch.
The meeting's conclusion left everyone drained.
Returning to her office, she admired the newly adorned space, which spanned approximately 60 square meters with a pleasant view.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs Melissa sipped her coffee, she gazed out the window, lost in thought.
Her secretary entered the room and suggested, “Miss Brown, I've heard that Mr. Scott enjoys activities like fishing and golfing, which are commonly favored by older individuals. Perhaps you could arrange for someone to keep him entertained?” Melissa returned to her desk, setting down her coffee cup.
She countered, “Have you considered that he prefers to keep business out of leisure? He might not appreciate additional company during his activities” Consulting her schedule, she opted to practice indoor golf in the afternoon.
At four clock, Melissa drove to a renowned club in Duefron. After securing a membership card, she enlisted the services of a private coach. After changing, she emerged from the facility, encountering Marcus.
He wasn't alone; he was accompanied by a group of people.
Standing beside him was a stunning A-Lister, at least 5.6 feet tall, exuding both elegance and beauty. Together, they appeared like a flawless couple.
The entourage fell silent at the sight of Melissa.
Marcus raised his club casually, inquiring, “Are you here for some golf practice? Is someone looking after Matthew?” He spoke as though they'd been married for decades.
The female star beside him remained unruffled, offering Melissa a serene smile. Her gracefulness struck Melissa, who found her remarkably generous.
Melissa acknowledged her with a nod. “Julie's looking after him at home.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMr. Fowler, everyone, | must take my leave. Enjoy!” With that, Melissa departed.
As Marcus took to the course, the female star watched him play golf.
Even in casual attire, his good looks left a favorable impression on her.
She hadn't anticipated him to be so youthful and promising.
Unable to resist her curiosity, she inquired, “Who was that? Mrs.
Fowler?” In truth, she was aware Melissa wasn't Marcus’ spouse.
If she were, she wouldn't address him as Mr. Fowler.
Marcus paused for a moment.
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