Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 32

"Come, Sir!" take Marissa along while leading the man to the party room.

Fattan rounded her eyes as she entered Marcello's Mansion. "It turns out your Daddy's really rich, huh!" exclaim Fattan while looking around the party hall.

"Yes, but unfortunately I can't live freely here. I have to be like this, it has to be like that and blah, blah, blah! Not to mention Daddy's overprotective attitude, hmmm, made me like a bird living in a golden cage," Marissa grumbled as she stepped foot with Fattan.

Fattan watched the beautiful girl holding her hand. The man's eyes were not even able to blink watching the impeccable beauty standing beside him.

"Marissa, you're so beautiful" said Fattan.

Marissa turned her head while throwing her sweet smile at the man. "Ah, you could! Uh, can I call you tonight with Fattan? Sounds funny if I should call you Father because you're a lot younger than my Daddy" Marissa asked.

"It's good to be happy, it's okay forever" said Fattan.

Marissa smiled at the man's words.

When Marissa and Fattan enter the party room, all eyes are on them, including Marcello, Joe and his Bodyguards. Although Fattan looks simple with clothes that cost not as expensive as the other invited guests, but with Marissa beside him, he also became the center of attention at the party after Mr. Marcello.

Marcello's face flushed red, he was really angry. Especially after he saw the little girl hugging Fattan's arm so affectionately.

"Do you want that man to come to this party!" furious Marcello.

Marcello stepped on his feet and wanted to get close to the couple. However, it was arrested by Joe.

"No, Mister. Your business partners are gathering. So are the family members of Miss Sarrah and her friends" said Joe.

Marcello let out a rough breath. He turned around and set his intention. "You're right, Joe!"

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The ring exchange between Sarrah and Marcello begins. With a face like that the couple put each other's ring to the partner's ring finger. Marissa could only smile wryly in the distance while noticing the couple's affection. Especially at the end of the session, the couple kissed very affectionately.

Suddenly Marissa's face became sad, her heart was again touched when watching the couple's intimacy.

"Marissa, what's wrong with you?!" ask Fattan.

Since then the man had only noticed Marissa, he could not even let go of his gaze in another direction.

"Ah?! Um, it's okay. I just feel moved, finally my Daddy officially engaged to the witch woman, um no! I mean Sarrah, yes! Sarrah" said Marissa.

Fattan chuckled softly when she saw Marissa's strange expression back then. "You're funny, Marissa," he said.

"Ehm, Fattan. There's something on your face" Marissa told the man.

Fattan turned her back on Marcello, so she did not know what Marissa was doing. Marissa grabbed Fattan's face and brought her face closer to him. Sontak Fattan was surprised, but he did not reject the slightest of what Marissa was doing to him.

From Marcello's vision, Marissa was kissing with Fattan. He was inflamed and unable to hold back his emotions. Marcello stepped away, leaving Sarrah alone. Sarrah seemed confused to see the strange behavior of the man who is now officially his fiancee.

"Honey, where are you going?" ask Sarrah

However, the man did not touch her. He continued his steps hurriedly through the crowd of invited guests. Joe realized something was going to happen at the party. He hurried after Marcello and walked behind him just in case.

Fattan, stunned by Marissa's beauty, does not realize that danger is approaching her. The man was unable to blink his eyes as he looked at Marissa in a very close position. He could even hear the girl's breath very clearly.

"Marissa, I'm actually ..."

Fattan had not had time to express his heart to Marissa, Marcello had pulled the collar of the man's shirt very roughly.

"Bagjing*n!" hardik Marcello wants to throw a punch at Fattan. However, Marissa had expected that. He hurried to hold Marcello and hugged her tightly.

"Already, Dad! Stopit! Is Daddy not shy about being seen by so many people?!" marissa said as she pushed Marcello's body away from Fattan.

The quarrel that occurred while the party was still going on, made them the center of attention of the invited guests.

"Slow this guy out! And don't ever let him set foot in this place again!" tell Marcello to his Bodyguards.

"Good, Master!" sahut the Bodyguard.

"Sir, it's actually me and Marissa ..."

Fattan wanted to explain the real incident, but the Bodyguards had already dragged her out of the room.

"And now it's your turn, Naughty Girl!" Marcello pulls Marissa's hand and takes her away from the party.

Sarrah was both angry and ashamed. He did not expect that Marcello would leave him at the party just because he felt jealous of Fattan and Marissa.

"What happened to your future husband, Sarrah? Who is that girl, actually?" ask her socialite friends.

Sarrah was unable to answer the questions of her friends. He just fell silent while thinking about how the fate of the party without Marcello.

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