Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 56

Hehe, fortunately there is a ngingetin in chapter 55 😆 Author actually forgot about the signal 😵 Thanks yes, Readers 😘😘😘 😅 already ngingetin so unfortunately, <TAG1> so unfortunately, dare not open comments 😆😆😆 It feels pen jedotin nutmeg to the wall aja 😣😣😣

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Joe watched his phone while smiling with satisfaction. Finally, one of the boys managed to find Marissa's whereabouts. Not in vain he paid the people dearly, because all this time their work was very satisfying.

"Mr Marcello would be so happy to hear that!" muttered Joe while putting his phone back on the nightstand.

Next morning.

After dressing neatly, Joe immediately searches for Marcello's whereabouts to deliver the good news he got from one of his men last night.

"Where is Mr Marcello?" joe asked a waiter who was cleaning the man's private room.

"Mr Marcello was exercising in the front yard, Mr. Joe," said the waiter.

"All right, thank you."

Joe hurried away from the place then stepped towards the front yard. And when he arrived there, it was true that the man was running small while stretching his muscles.

"Mr Marcello" said Joe.

Marcello turned to look at Joe with his disheveled face. The man's hair looks messy, unlike usual which is always neatly combed.

"What's wrong?" ask Marcello.

With a cramped face, Joe walked over to Marcello.

"Sir, can we talk for a moment? There's something I want to talk to you about and it's very important" Joe said with a warm smile.

Marcello raised his eyebrows while looking at Joe's face that looked radiant.

"really? Does this have anything to do with my little Icha?!" tanyakanya.

Joe returned with a smile on his face. "Yes, Sir. It has to do with Miss Marissa" he said.

The aura of Marcello's face changed. His tangled face suddenly disappeared and now he looked even more excited.

"You serious, Joe? Did your men find my little girl?" asked Mr. Marcello with great enthusiasm.

"Yes, Sir. We already know where Miss Marissa lives. And our guess is right all along, that the Lecturer had something to do with Miss Marissa's departure."

"What?!" squealed Marcello with a reddened face.

"He must teach us a lesson!" connect Marcello while clenching his hands perfectly. So that the veins in his hands were clearly visible.

"We'd better get ready, Joe. Let's go get my little girl. Before he realizes that we have found him" said Marcello as he quickly stepped into the Mansion.

While his Great Lord was getting ready, Joe approached the Bodyguards and ordered them to come with him to the Village, where Fattan hid Marissa.

"Maybe you have to prepare everything, because our journey to the village is not easy."

"Good, Master!" answer them in unison.

Meanwhile in Marcello's luxury room.

After performing the ritual bath, Marcello rushed to the storage of his expensive clothes. He was confused as to which shirt he should wear to welcome his meeting with Icha today.

"Yes, God! What's wrong with me? Why does this much clothing look ugly all in my eyes?!" he murmured while rattling up the place.

Joe has glanced at his luxury watch several times. He was confused, it had been almost an hour, Mr. Marcello did not also come out of his room.

"What happened to Mr Marcello? Is it possible that he fainted in there because he was so happy? We have been ready since. Wasn't he himself the one who asked us to get ready as soon as possible? Huh, I should just check into his room," murmured Joe with a surprised face staring at the grandest room in the Mansion.

Joe rushed to the door and tried to call the man by name.

Tok ... tok ...

"Mr Marcello, are you inside?" ask Joe.

"Ah, exactly! Luckily there was Joe, so I could ask for his opinion on these ugly clothes" Marcello murmured.

"Come, Joe! The door is not locked" he said.

Slowly Joe opened the door and saw the figure of his Great Lord who was still using a small towel to cover his private area. Joe looked confused, the man's hair was completely dry while his athletic body was still left wrapped in a small towel.

"Joe, come! Have you seen my clothes, they all look ugly!" he said pointing to his expensive clothing collection scattered on the floor of the luxury room.

Joe knitted his eyebrows together as he was confused by Marcello's words. The clothes that are said to be ugly by the man is the latest collection issued by a famous brand that he has been used to wearing and the price also makes head bobbles.

"Master, I think you're just confused. Do you need my help choosing him?" joe, try to offer his help.

"Yes, yes, choose! But it has to be good and don't embarrass me" he said.

While Joe chose clothes suitable for Marcello, the man instead sat on the edge of his bed rubbing his face roughly.

"I've never felt this big, Joe! Even when I was dating Melinda, I never felt this way. What's the matter with me, Joe?" lirih Marcello's.

Joe chuckled at the Big Boss' words. "Yes, God! Mr. Marcello, don't you realize that you're actually falling in love with your own little girl, "Inner.

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If Author had time to tick again, insyaallah Author UP again. But, Author does not promise yes 😆😆😆 because it is still nupel next door, nupel,