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    Jessica nced at Melvin. “Nope.”


    Melvin tilted his head slightly. “Is he talking about me?”


    Jessica was speechless. So was Rnd.


    There was a long pause on both ends.


    Melvin kept his eyes on the road and said steadily, “Put him on speaker. I’ll talk to him.”


    “No need.” Jessica had a hunch her dad would just stir up trouble.


    “You’re living with me. It’s normal for him to want to know more.” Melvin kept his tone light and matter-of-fact. “If you were my daughter, I’d ask too.”


    “If you suck at metaphors, maybe just stop using them.” Jessica rolled her eyes.


    Daughter? Seriously? She wanted to be his wife.


    Rnd didn’t know how to respond either.


    After a moment of hesitation, Jessica reluctantly put the phone on speaker and mumbled, “There.”


    “Hello, Mr. Prescott,” Melvin said politely as he stopped at a red light, eyes calmly watching the countdown. “I’m Melvin Swain, a friend of Jessica’s.”


    “Hello.” Just like that, Rnd’s temper vanished.<fn1446> Updates are released by Find?Novel</fn1446>


    No one could stay mad at someone that courteous—especially not someone this well-mannered.


    However, he paused for a moment, something clicking in the back of his mind, then asked with careful suspicion, “Did you just say your name is Melvin Swain?”


    The license te from thatst car had been traced back to Anita International Group. Since this guy’s name was Melvin Swain, could it really be that the man his daughter had fallen for was…


    “Yes,” Melvin answered clearly and without a flicker of doubt.


    “Jessica can be a bit mischievous. Has she caused you any trouble while living together?” Rnd’s tone softened even more, clearly reassured.


    Jessica had a million questions racing through her head.


    As the light turned green, Melvin eased back into driving and replied with ease, “Not at all. She’s been wonderful.”


    “She’s never really lived on her own before, so if it’s not too much, I’d appreciate it if you could look out for her,” Rnd said warmly. They moved in the same circles, and he had taken quite a liking to Melvin. “And if she gives you any trouble, just give me a call.”


    “Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of her,” Melvin promised sincerely.


    “Alright then. I’ll leave you two to it,” Rnd said, ending the conversation.


    “Goodbye, sir.”


    “Bye.”


    The call ended.


    Jessica felt like she was caught in a dream. Was that really her dad on the phone just now?


    “Melvin.” She turned to him, eyeing him with a flicker of uncertainty.


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