Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 41

With a quick step, Marissa left Marcello's Mansion.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Before anyone realizes my departure," he murmured as he continued to step.

After he makes it out of the elite area, Marissa finds an ojekman who can drive herself to meet someone who can help her escape from Mr. Marcello.

Fattan, that's the only name on his mind right now. Marissa hopes the man can help her go and disappear from Marcello's life.

After a few minutes of traveling with the Ojek Builder, he arrived in front of the gate of the campus.

"Thank you, sir," said Marissa, handing over the money to the Ojek Repairman.

"Sama-sama, Neng geulis," said the Butcher Ojek with a silly smile to Marissa before the man passed from before her.

Just minutes after the Ojek driver left, a black car approached the campus gate. Marissa recognized the car, which belonged to none other than Fattan, the most handsome Lecturer who taught at the University.

"Sir Fattan! Mr Fattan!!!" call Marissa while running to Fattan's car.

"Marysa?!" pekik Fattan's.

Fattan immediately stopped the car and opened the windshield next to it.

"Marissa? Where are you going?" asked Fattan while paying attention to Marissa's chaotic appearance.

"Ehm, it's a long story, sir! Can Marissa come in?!" saith.

"Yes, of course you can!"

Fattan hurried to open the door of her car and let the girl sit next to her.

"We'd better talk on the road, yeah," said Fattan.

Marissa nodded her head.

Fattan continued to drive forward her car and occasionally she turned to Marissa who was sitting next to her.

"What's the matter, Marissa? Why does your face look so moody?" ask Fattan.

"Yourf!" Marissa breathed a heavy breath.

Marissa brushed her hands in turn. He was confused as to how to tell that to Fattan. He had no choice but to ask the man for help.

"Actually I escaped Mr. Marcello, sir. And now, I don't know where else to go and ask who to help" Marissa said with a downcast face.

"What, run? Wh-but why?!" asked Fattan who was so shocked to hear the girl's words.

Marissa lifted her head then looked at Fattan's face with a sad look. "Can you take me somewhere safe for a while? Just for a little while, after I get help from my friend, then I'll leave immediately" said Marissa

Without a second thought, Fattan raised the speed of her car and drove down the highway to her very modest residence. When compared to Marcello's luxurious Mansion, Fattan's house is nothing at all.

After a while, they arrived at the front yard of Fattan's house.

"Come in, Marissa."

Fattan opens the door to her house and invites Marissa to come inside. He also invited the girl to sit on his sofa.

"Now do you want to tell me everything?" ask Fattan.

"So morning, I overheard a debate between Mr. Marcello and Ms. Sarrah. They were debating about me and my past, too,"

Marissa took a deep breath before she continued. While Fattan is still faithfully waiting for the story of the girl

"I heard Sarrah screaming and saying that I was not the biological child of Mr. Marcello and Mrs Melinda." Marissa's tears spilled again, her shoulders shook again and her chest felt very tight.

"It turns out I'm just their adopted son, who they took from one of the Orphans. My parents don't even know his origin. Yeah, God!" Marissa covered her beautiful face with both hands.

"really? It is fitting that I feel a little strange to see the attention Mr. Marcello has given you" said Fattan.

Marissa wiped her tears then looked at Fattan with a look of wonder. "You mean?"

"Are you unconscious, Marissa? If I think, Mr. Marcello is in love with you," said Fattan.

Marissa still chuckled at the man's words. He was sad and at the lowest point of his life.

"love me? The truth is, I even asked him that question directly and he said, he only thinks of me as a child, nothing more."

Fattan was silent, but she was still convinced of the man's feelings. It's just, Mr. Marcello tried to dodge it or indeed the man did not realize that he had fallen in love with Marissa.

"Sir Fattan, may I ask you a favor?" lirih Marissa cupped her hands in front of the man.

"Yes, Marissa! Just say!"

"Actually I'm very embarrassed, sir. But I had no choice but to ask Mr. Fattan for help. I need money to get away from Mr. Marcello's life. And I hope Mr. Fattan is willing to give me a temporary loan. Later if I have money, then I will replace it soon." said Marissa.

Fattan smiled then grabbed Marissa's hand which felt very cold.

"Do you seriously want to get away from that guy?" ask Fattan. Fattan was so excited after hearing Marissa's intentions of wanting to get away from that annoying Marcello.

Marissa nodded her head quickly. And Marissa's pretty face is now starting to look excited because Fattan is willing to help her.

"All right, I'll help you, Marissa. Not even just lending you money, I'll take you to a place where Marcello will never find you" Fattan said.

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