Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 50

"How's it?" ask Sarrah with someone on the phone.

"The ring is a fake, Miss Sarrah. And we as the party selling the jewelry can make sure to you, that the ring is not made by our craftsmen," he said.

Sarrah's face flushed red, she was really angry after hearing the speech from her subscription Jewelry Store Manager. He was convinced that this was the interference of the bad girl.

"All right, thank you. I'll investigate for myself how the ring can be exchanged for a fake."

Sarrah immediately turned off her phone and rushed to Marissa's room. It just so happened that Marcello was not in the Mansion. Now, the man spends more time looking for Marissa's whereabouts.

Sarrah brought some servants to help her search the girl's room. Actually the servants refused, but after hearing the threat of Sarrah who would fire them, they were willing.

"Search this room and no one is left unturned!"

"Well, Miss!"

The servants began to search the room, as did Sarrah. He also looked for the existence of the real diamond ring. After a few minutes,

"Miss, is this the ring you mean?" said one of the servants who managed to find a ring between the stacks of Marissa clothes.

With excitement Sarrah approached the waiter then grabbed a diamond ring held by him.

"Really! Here's mine! Marissa, aaarghhh!!!"

Sarrah was so upset, she even yelled inside the room and frightened the servants.

"Awas, you're Marissa! I will never let you be happy in my suffering! I almost lost my finger because of you, I'll sue you!" hardikiknya while tightly grasping the ring.

The servants no one dared to come closer. They stood in a corner while bowing their heads. Sarrah turned around and again ordered the servants to clean up Marissa's room as before.

"Reserve this room just like before! And you can go back to the kitchen, if you're done cleaning it" Sarrah said.

After a while, the room finally came back clean and tidy as before. After the Servants' departure, Sarrah put her ring back in the girl's closet.

"If you dare to ruin my relationship with Marcello, then this is my weapon to destroy you, Marissa!" he muttered while sneering.

Meanwhile, the,

Marcello was in his car with Joe and some of his bodyguards. They were scouting the movements of Fattan who had just arrived at his residence.

"We'd better get to him, sir! Before he leaves again" said Joe.

"All right!"

Joe immediately got out of the car and then invited Marcello to go first, which was then followed by the Bodyguards.

Fattan was surprised not to play. But he had suspected this before. Fattan, who was tidying up her trunk, immediately turned around and looked at Marcello.

"Good day too, Mr. Marcello. Sorry, can I help you?" fattan replied, smiling warmly at the man.

However, what was dear to Marcello was not a sweet smile, but a ridiculing smile that was very upsetting.

"Bring him in! tell the Bodyguards.

The Bodyguards immediately approached Fattan and brought the man into his house. Fattan was evasive, but to no avail. The Bodyguards were more nimble than him.

After the Bodyguards brought Fattan into the house, Marcello and Joe soon followed them.

"Take me off! What exactly do you want from me" Fattan said.

Marcello grinned as he walked past Fattan whose body was being held back by the Bodyguards. The man stepped onto the sofa then sat there in his casual style. And now his eyes were staring intently at Fattan.

"Where's Marissa?" marcello asked, still with a smile on his face.

"Marissa? Isn't he your son, then why question his whereabouts to me?" answer Fattan.

"Jawab to be honest, Fattan. You don't want to, 'Does that handsome face of yours have to be battered by the blows of my Bodyguards?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Marcello. But I really don't know what you mean,"

Marcello began to lose patience against the handsome Lecturer. He got up from his seat and approached the man with a red face.

"You're from anywhere, Fattan! You disappeared, the day Marissa left my mansion. And the last thing I heard, before he left this town, Marissa had a visit to the campus!"

Fattan chuckled and it made Marcello's emotions run high.

"Never mess with me, Fattan! You don't know who I am yet" he said.

"No, it's not like that, Mr. Marcello. I only find it funny when I hear your remark that my departure coincided with the day Marissa left your Mansion. It could be just a coincidence, right, Mr. Marcello. So it's not supposed to be you suspecting me like that."

Marcello. He returned to his feet to the sofa in the room. While Joe walked over to Fattan later,

Bugchi!!!

"Akh!" squeak Fattan as Joe delivers a blow to his stomach.

Marcello just kept quiet while watching Fattan curled up to endure the pain of Joe's punch. Joe was already unable to hold back his emotions against an overly rambling Fattan when asked by his Boss.

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