Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 27

Dreet ... dreett ...

Joe's phone shook and the man grabbed it. He placed the pen he had been holding and also some files in his hand on the table.

Joe receives a chat message from a student he hired to spy on Marissa and her Lecturer. The man immediately opened the message and then watched it closely.

"Hmm," murmured Joe with a sour face and disappointed after seeing the contents of the message.

Joe was silent for a moment while thinking hard. "Tell me or not? If not told, I'm afraid Mr. Marcello knows from others and it will definitely have an impact on my work. And if I tell you, that man will definitely get inflamed and I feel sorry for Miss Marissa who will definitely be angered by Mr. Marcello" Joe murmured.

After making a heavy decision, Joe finally got up from his seat. The man walked quickly into Mr. Marcello's room.

"What's up, Joe?" marcello asked as Joe arrived in his room with a sour face.

"Ehm, I just got a chat message from the student I assigned to spy on Miss Marissa and the man" from Joe while handing her phone to Marcello.

Marcello noticed the photos of Marissa and Fattan together on her campus. Marcello's face immediately flushed. He was really burning with jealousy. Especially when he saw the last photo, where Fattan looked at Marissa with a smile, as well as the girl, he also returned Fattan's smile.

"It sucks! What does Marissa really want? College or dating that Lecturer?!" hardik Marcello's.

"If they love each other, why don't they just get approved, sir. Forgive me if I've been presumptuous" said Joe, bowing his head.

Brakk!!!

Marcello kicked his desk very hard.He was upset to hear the input from his Assistant.

"Laughter, you say blessing! It's not that easy, Marissa has to really get an established man, unlike the Lecturer! My room is bigger than his house!" furious Marcello.

Joe put on a lazy face, but at that time Joe's head was still down until Marcello was unaware of it.

"Hmm, your excuse is thin, Mr. Marcello. Why don't you just admit that you're in love with Miss Marissa! Besides that girl isn't your real son," Joe's inner self.

Meanwhile, the,

Marissa stood at the campus gate, waiting for Joe to pick her up.

Tins ... tin ...

"Marissa, will I take you?" fattan said as she chuckled softly. Considering the last time he intended to deliver the girl, he was in deep trouble.

Marissa also chuckled, "No need, sir. Fear of being caught with Daddy" said Marissa.

"Yes, already! I go first, yeah!" fattan said as she drove her car.

After Fattan's death, Marissa's cell phone rings. The girl grabbed the phone from her pants pocket and checked who was contacting her. With a cramped face, Marissa put the phone next to her ear.

l"Yes, I'll send you a photo and video of the item to your WA number. And I will deliver the goods after you transfer my money" said the man.

"Ish, I told you not to question your wages! I'll pay double. Here, where is your account number and also the amount I have to pay! I'll transfer your money today and I don't want to know, anyway it has to arrive today because I need it so much!" marissa.

"No problem, I assure you today that your package will be in your hands soon" the man said.

Just then, Joe arrived. The man rushed to open the car door for her.

"Yes, that's it. Thank you" said Marissa, deciding on the man's call.

"Please, Miss," said Joe

"Thank you" said Marissa as she got into her car.

. . .

"Ouch! Long time! It could have failed my plan if the package didn't arrive today!" grunt Marissa.

Marissa paced in front of the Mansion with an anxious face. Meanwhile, people are busy preparing for the engagement of Marcello and Sarrah which will be held tomorrow night.

Not long after, a package deliveryman stopped right in front of the gate of his Mansion. The man opened the helmet glass he was wearing while watching Marcello's luxurious mansion with perfectly rounded eyes.

"Aha, maybe it's him!" marissa murmured as she made a small run towards the front gate.

"There's a package in Marissa's name" the courier told security guards.

"Can I see?!" the security guard said as he looked at the Courier with a suspicious look.

"Ah, that's my package, sir!" marissa exclaimed with a breath of breath approaching them.

"Marissa, huh?" ask the Courier while paying attention to the appearance of Hot Marissa.

"Miss Marissa and please take care of your eyes before I do anything you don't want" the security guard said.

"Ehm, okay. Forgive me," said the courier, bowing his head. After submitting the package, the Courier immediately launched his motorbike without daring to look again.

After Marissa reached for the package, the girl looked at the security guard with an inquiring look. However, the man did not care about it at all. He kept looking straight ahead no matter what reaction Marissa had at the time.

"What are they really?" muttered Marissa while running towards the Mansion while hugging the package.

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