Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 87

Joe parked his car right next to the small shop, where Marcello and Marissa were waiting for his order.

"Joe, sit here" said Marcello, patting the empty space beside him.

Joe nodded and followed Marcello's orders. Not long after, their orders arrived. One portion for Marissa, one portion for Marcello and one portion for Joe.

Marissa was so excited to welcome her order. He immediately grabbed the spoons and forks that had been available on the table and then began to eat them.

Marcello gestured to his assistant to begin tasting the chicken soup before him. It was the first time for a Marcello to sit in a food stall and eat food by the side of the road.

It's not just Marcello, it's the first time Joe has enjoyed such a roadside meal. Unlike Marissa who is already accustomed to her simple life.

With hesitation, Joe began his first bribe. Marcello seriously noticed Joe's expression at that moment.

"How, Joe?"

"Not bad, Sir."

Marissa chuckled at the chatter of the two men.

"Geez, gentlemen, enjoy! You-you wouldn't die silly just from enjoying a roadside meal like this" Marissa said.

"All right, I'll try."

Marcello opened his mouth and tasted the chicken soup. For the first time, his face was mediocre and while tasting for the second time, his facial expression turned to astonishment.

"If I think, it tastes a lot better made by the cook at our Mansion, Cha. Then why do you even like the cuisine here?"

Marissa just smiled and continued to enjoy her chicken soup. After a while, Marissa was finished. While Joe and Marcello enjoy it with ogah-ogahan.

"I'm full. Thank you, Dad," said Marissa as she hugged Marcello's arm and leaned her head against the man's shoulder.

"Together." Marcello smiled then gently stroked Marissa's head that was leaning on her shoulders.

After Joe paid for their food, he drove back to the Mansion. Arriving in front of the Mansion, Marissa again behaved strangely.

"Daddy, hold on!" whining like a kid.

Marcello rounded his eyes as he looked at his little wife. While Joe had chuckled softly hearing Marissa's odd request at that time.

"Tumbens?"

Marcello approached Marissa and raised her body. Marissa looked so happy, she put her hands around Marcello's neck with a warm smile. The man looked at him as mediocre. Although deep down he felt Marissa's behavior today was a little strange.

Marcello carried his body into their room and placed it on the bed.

"Where's Daddy going?" marissa asked as the man walked away from her.

"You go to the bathroom, Cha. What's the matter, you want to come too?" seduce Marcello while removing the clothes she was wearing.

Marissa shook her head slowly then leaned against the back of her bed. After Marcello walks into the bathroom, Marissa grabs his cell phone. He wanted to contact Erika who now had no news after the wedding day last time.

"Hhhh, newlyweds. So cool is the same Mr. Fattan, his best friend until forgotten," annoyed Marissa.

"Eh, don't you, Icha baby. A week after the wedding day, Fattan and I had been living in the village because my mother-in-law had asked and now Fattan and I are planning to stay in the town of Mr. Marcello!!!" excited scream.

"Seriously?!" Marissa was no less happy to hear it.

"Yes, Cha. Fattan is still there. So, I don't want us to have to live there either."

"Well, that means we can meet at any time, donk! We are in the same city. Where the distance is not far too," said Marissa.

"He'em. Thanks for the lingerie. Your plan was great, Fattan couldn't even dwell that night, bhahaa!" Erika chuckles at remembering her first night with her husband.

"Huwahhh! It's just a jerk." Marissa was also laughing.

Marcello, who had just come out of the bathroom, noticed his wife laughing with a cell phone next to her ear. He shook his head, knowing what the two friends were discussing.

"Ehem!"

Marcello cleared his throat because the conversation between the two friends was getting here, getting worse.

Marissa turned to the man. "Eh, yes, we will connect again," Marissa told Erika and immediately turned off her phone.

"It's over, dear Daddy?" marissa Goda.

"Yes, it's been since."

Marissa smiled wryly while scratching her nape. Just then Joe knocked on their door.

"Master, can we talk for a second?" joe from the outside.

Marcello glanced at his luxury watch then immediately grabbed his shirt and pants. "Please wait a minute, I'll catch up with you soon" he said.

"Good, Sir."

Joe soon passed and chose to wait for Marcello in his private room.

"I'm coming, yeah!" whine Marissa again.

"No need, honey. I promise it won't be long, wait here."

Marcello kissed Marissa on the top of her head and quickly passed into her private room. Marissa bent her face and chose to play with her phone again.

"What's up, Joe? Have you found any bright spots about Marissa?"

"Yes, Sir. And maybe this is really surprising" Joe said.

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