Melinda President Fox’s Love

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Chapter 79 Some People Are Intentional

“Understood.” The driver started the car and drove off, thinking that Stanley was getting increasingly

attached to Melinda.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the meeting room, Monica finally saw the Lamborghini pulling

up, and her heart leaped in joy.

However, the door of the car didn’t open Instead, the car drove away again, and the woman’s pretty

eyes instantly lost focus.

Is he not attending the meeting anymore?

Where is he going?

Everyone in the office is waiting for him.

Stanley sent the grade-A designs he picked out last night to Max and Monica. His intentions were

clear- they were on their own now.

When Max found her, Monica had no words to say.

The Lamborghini left the city as it drove toward Sunnyvale.

Even Stanley himself had no idea why he would go to the village to look for her.

He didn’t know what he should say when he met her, either.

He didn’t know anything except for the fact that he wanted to see her.

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At the bridge, the scenery remained the same, and things were calm like a hidden haven.

Melinda, who was wearing a casual blue outfit, looked small and lovely. She wore a cap, and she

appeared in front of the children like an angel.

Rows of children sat in front of easels as they earnestly listened to her explaining the swan they would

be drawing today.

“You can freely choose the color for the background. Just remember to leave a blank space.”

“You have to pay extra attention to the dark colors of the swan. Your brush has to follow the shape and

lines of the swan…”

Everyone listened intently.

Among the group of children, Mervin stuck out like a sore thumb as he sat at the farthermost end.

Melinda had prepared a drawing board for him as well.

He was a student today. He put away his past rebellious side as he became especially humble and

open to learning.

He had begged Melinda for a long time before the latter agreed to bring him along.

Jaxon stood nearby, glaring at Mervin. I swear this guy has an ulterior motive in approaching

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Jaxon had talked to Melinda about it, but Melinda felt that he was too selfish and overthinking things.

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Nah. Merein is definitely getting close to Melinda on purpose. He just knew it.

The Lamborghini halted a distance away.

“Mr. Fox,” the driver said in a small voice, “Madam is giving children drawing lessons under a tree.”

When Stanley heard that, he raised his gaze. He quickly located the girl with shimmering eyes who was

teaching the children animatedly.

He opened the door and got out of the car. He was deeply attracted to her simple demeanor, and as he

gazed at her, he slowly fell into a trance.

“All right, let’s give it a try first. I believe you can draw it well!”

The children took up their brushes.

She paced among the children, whispering advice to them and guiding them patiently.

A swan was drawn on the blackboard, and the lines were aesthetically pleasing.

As the breeze blew and Stanley strode toward her, he caught sight of a different figure among the

children.

The figure was significantly taller than the children and looked weirdly familiar.

Melinda walked past Mervin, and when Mervin gripped Melinda’s wrist, Stanley flinched.

He stopped walking.

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Melinda looked at Mervin, then at his hand. “What’s the matter?”

Mervin was grinning. His phone was placed on the easel, its screen reflecting Stanley’s figure and the

Lamborghini parked by the road.

So, all of his actions were intentional.

“Miss Paisley, can you teach me how to draw?” With his other hand, he passed a brush to her. “Help

me draw a shape, then I’ll color it in myself. How’s that sound?”

Melinda was calm. “Aren’t you here to learn? Let go.”

He mischievously tugged at her. Caught off guard, Melinda was pulled into his embrace.

Mervin fell from the small stool when Melinda pushed him to the ground.

Stanley swiftly strode toward her.

When a hand with well-defined joints appeared in front of her, Melinda was stunned. She looked up to

see deep and unfathomable eyes with a natural aura of pride and nobility.

Why is he here? she thought.

Mervin half-supported his body, also stunned at Stanley’s noble loftiness.

Melinda averted her gaze, then lightly placed her paint-covered hand on his large, firm palm.

Stanley held it lightly as he helped her up. “Were you hurt?” He was elegant and handsome, and his

voice

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