Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 20

Drreet ... drreett ...

Joe's phone vibrated, the man grabbed the phone and checked who had sent him a message. Joe raised his eyebrows after finding out who had sent the message.

"Who, Joe? Why does your face look so weird?" ask Marcello to Joe.

Apparently Joe's facial expression that looked so strange to Marcello's attention at that time.

"I just got a chat message from Miss Marissa. Miss said she didn't want to be picked up because she wanted to hitch a ride with one of her college friends" Joe said.

"What!?" cry Marcello.

Marcello was very surprised and felt annoyed after hearing the words of his Assistant. She does not accept Marissa coming home with her friend and refuses to be picked up. Usually Marissa is always escorted and picked up by Joe, the assistant trust Marcello. Other than Joe, he doesn't trust anyone to accompany Marissa.

"We follow him! I'm pretty sure Marissa is going home with the Lecturer!" marcello's annoyance with a reddened face restrained his frustration.

Joe was amazed to see Marcello's reaction. He was like a man who was jealous blindly seeing his lover would go with other men.

"You better investigate how far Marissa's relationship with the Lecturer is. And if it is true that they have more of a relationship than a Lecturer's relationship to his Students, immediately transfer Marissa to another University" Marcello ordered.

"Good, Sir."

That was all Joe could say back then so that Marcello wouldn't get more upset.

On campus,

Marissa stood in front of the gate of the campus while waiting for Fattan who promised to take her home because the road Fattan passed in the direction of Marcello's residence.

Marissa looks like she's daydreaming. He thought of something that had disturbed his mind so recently.

"Why am I so jealous when I watch Daddy making out with that witch woman? What exactly did I feel for her? Could I be in love with her? Ah, it feels impossible!" inner Marissa.

"It seems like I have to find a lover to fill my days so I don't focus on how I feel about Daddy. But, who???" muttered.

Suddenly a car approached him. "Hi, Marissa. Has it been a while?!" greet Fattan with a warm smile to Marissa.

The girl returned Fattan's smile. "Lumayan, Sir. Had I been a clothesline, I might have been dry for too long standing here waiting for your arrival" said Marissa, chuckling.

Fattan pulled the car over and opened the door for Marissa. "I'm sorry, Marissa. There was a sudden job that I had to finish" said Fattan, staring at Marissa.

Marissa chuckled again. "No problem, Mr. Fattan. I was just kidding, right!" sahut Marissa's.

After Marissa entered, Fattan immediately entered and drove his car to break up the city crowd.

"That's them, Joe! Right, I said, Marissa must be with the Lecturer!" hardik Marcello's.

The man was spying on Marissa from a distance. After Marissa's car rolled off, Marcello ordered Joe to follow.

"Don't lose them, Joe! I'd like to see if that Lecturer actually drove Marissa home to the Mansion or even take Marissa to a crawl somewhere else?!" furious Marcello.

Along the way, Marcello kept swearing violently. The man even had time to hit the front seat because he was so upset.

In Fattan's car, by the way,

"Marissa, is it true that Mr. Marcello Alexander is your father?" ask Fattan

"Yes, he's my Daddy. What's the matter, sir?" ask Marissa back.

"It's okay. It's just that I salute your Daddy, Marissa. He was successful at a very young age. I even dreamed I could be like him" Fattan said with a smile to Marissa.

"really? I don't really know what Daddy's life was like before. Because I used to live with my Mom and after my Mom died, I just stayed with Daddy" Marissa said.

"Owh, I deserve to have never seen you before" said Fattan.

Every now and then Fattan glanced at the girl sitting next to him with a smile. However, his smile suddenly disappeared when he saw the bandage wrapped in Marissa's wound reddened because the girl's wound was bleeding again.

"Marissa, your hands are bleeding again" Fattan said frantically.

The man rushed to pull his car over the edge on a fairly safe road. He grabbed Marissa's hand and then checked it.

"Preferably replace your bandage with a new bandage, Marissa. I happen to have the bandage, wait a minute."

Fattan grabbed a bandage from the storage of the drugs in his car. Slowly, he opened the bandage and cleaned the blood that was still flowing in the girl's hand.

"Why can your hands bleed again?!" ask Fattan.

Marissa shook her head, as she really did not know and did not realize that her wound was bleeding again.

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