His words stirred something deep within her.
Unfortunately, they reached the ground floor, the driver waiting by the car.
Marcus guided her, opened the door with flair, and planted a tender ki*s.
The driverâs eyes widened in surprise.
Had Melissa been with Marcus all day?
As the driver settled in, his legs felt like jellyâ¦
At the airport.
Melissa led a line of about twenty Watson Group employees, all primed and serious, awaiting Paulina Watson, Albertâs fatherâs wife.
Paulina stepped off the plane, puzzled by Albertâs absence.
Her expression soured.
âWhereâs Albert? Whatâs going on?â
With a calm smile, Melissa intervened, âMaâam, Iâm here to welcome you on behalf of Mr.
Watson.
â
Paulina, ever haughty, eyed Melissa dismissively.
âYouâre representing Albert? Melissa, only his wife should greet me on his behalf!â
Melissa looked down, murmuring, âBut his wifeâs in the hospital.
She canât make it.
â
âEnough excuses! Albertâs âtrainingâ you well!â
Paulinaâs displeasure was evident.
âIâve heard about your connection to him.
Youâre in cahoots, arenât you? Youâve been helping Albert and that woman, am I right?â
Melissa appeared meek.
âI wouldnât dare.
â
Paulina scoffed, âYou wouldnât? I thought you feared nothing!â
She wanted to blow up but a confidant whispered to her, âShe tied the knot with Mr.
Fowler this morning! Sheâs part of the Fowler family now.
â
Paulina was floored by the news and her composure faltered.
With a strained smile, she muttered, âNever mind! Iâm here for Albert.
Thereâs no time for her.
â
Melissa gestured graciously, saying, âHop in, maâam.
â
The Watsons didnât hold the same sway as the Fowlers.
Paulina backed off, realizing Melissa wasnât her target.
She was after that woman whoâd ensnared Albert and that was who she had wanted to meet.
Eight sleek limos sped towards the private hospital.