Melinda President Fox’s Love

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Chapter 50 Stanley and Him

Mervin refused to do anything, so Monica quickly slid her hand into his pocket. Shocked, Mervin said,

“Hey, don’t step into my personal space.”

Monica whipped his phone out and took a step back, then she looked at him coolly. “Didn’t you hear?

Someone needs to bail you out. Or do you want to stay here forever?”

“You’re here, aren’t you?” Mervin scoffed. “Don’t call him.”

Monica handed the phone to him and said imperiously. “Unlock it.”

“I don’t want to see him.”

“I’m sure the feeling is mutual on his side,” Monica chided. “Now unlock it.”

Mervin was speechless, but he unlocked it. Monica called Stanley’s number without even going

through. the contacts.

Stanley was still in the amusement park with Melinda. The moment Melinda finished her candied fruit,

he got her some cotton candy. “Here,” he said almost robotically as he handed it to her.

Melinda’s eyes went wide. “Cotton candy after candied fruit? I can sense diabetes coming.”

“So, you don’t want it?” asked Stanley.

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“I’m full.”

“Hey, you’re the one who said asking you before buying something ruins the experience. I did as I was

told, and now you’re wasting food?”

Oh crap. “You’re so petty.”

At this moment, Stanley’s phone rang. He held up the cotton candy with one hand and took out his

phoné with the other. When he saw who the caller was, he froze for a few moments. Mervin would

never call

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Curious, Melinda looked at him. “Well? Pick it up.”

He took the call, and when he was told of what happened, he said, “Coming right away.” That was the

first time he took a nice tone with Monica in years. Neutral, but that was nonetheless the nicest tone he

took. He hung up and said, “This brings our trip to a close. I need to go to the police station. Zack will

take you home.”

“Wait, why?” Melinda blurted. “I’ll go too.” Oh, he might misunderstand me. She explained, “I’m not

worried. about you. It’s just… There are a lot of people here so getting a cab would be hard. You can’t

take me home. first, or that would waste a lot of time.”

Stanley quickly walked to his Lamborghini. Fine. You can come.

Melinda followed him, wondering what it was that made him so anxious. Quickly, she got in the car, and

Zack revved it up. Melinda didn’t ask any questions. Stanley looked like he could murder someone, and

the temperature around them seemed to have fallen by a few degrees. Yet, he was still holding the

cotton candy. It was amusing and terrifying at the same time. He probably forgot he’s holding that. He

must be really

worried.

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A frown furrowed Stanley’s brow, the look in his eyes. dark.

They arrived at the police station, and Stanley got out of the car before Zack could open the door for

him. Melinda followed him quickly. Stanley made his way to the waiting room, the cotton candy still in

his

hand.

Monica was happy to see Stanley, but her mood soured when she saw Melinda. Why is she here?

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Stanley was staring at Mervin, but Mervin looked away. Even though he was hurt, he still remained

arrogant. Oh, something’s wrong, Melinda thought, and then Stanley went to the interrogation room.

Silence swooped down upon the rest. Monica looked at Melinda, who looked away and started scrolling

through TikTok.

There were conflicting emotions within Monica. She’s really important to him, huh?

Stanley came back out a moment later, and he looked at Mervin darkly.

“I didn’t want to call you; Monica did,” the lad said scornfully, still refusing to look at Stanley.

A storm brewed in Stanley’s eyes.

Fearing Stanley’s wrath, Monica quickly said, “Calm down, Stanley. It’s not his fault. It was that man.

He was just trying to help. I was there. I saw it.”

Stanley was still looking at Mervin. His face was swollen, and the tissue he was holding was red with

blood. Despite Mervin’s attempt to look arrogant, he was still looking worse for wear. Obviously, he lost

the fight.

“Stanley…” Monica didn’t wish for them to fight. She was the one who made the call, after all.

“You’re an embarrassment. Couldn’t even win a fight, huh?” said Stanley coldly.

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