Inside the Fowler Group lobby, she placed the key on the front desk, preparing to hail a taxi.

Suddenly, a sleek sports car pulled up before her. The window rolled down to reveal Jessie's familiar face behind a pair of sunglasses.

"I'll give you a ride."

Without hesitation, Melissa accepted the invitation.

As they drove in silence, Melissa stole a glance at Jessie, mustering the courage to ask, “Mr. Watson and you..."

“We broke up!" Jessie responded bluntly.

Hearing Jessie's candid words, Melissa found herself at a loss for a response. Any words she could muster felt hypocritical, given her employment under Albert.

However, Jessie's self-mockery broke the tension. "You must think I'm foolish. If Albert truly wanted to marry me, he would have done so by now. What's the point in wasting my time with him? And why should I feel jealous of those other women, right? Melissa, when your opponent is..."

Melissa interrupted her, speaking softly.

“Since you two have parted ways, I hope you find happiness from now on."

With a sharp screech, Jessie pulled the car over to the side of the road. Turning to Melissa, she examined her closely.

"You're not as naive as I thought, Melissa. You understand Albert better than you let on, don't you? Despite everything, you pretend and continue to assist him with handling those women. He treats you well. Don't you have any feelings for him?"

Melissa's smile was gentle but firm.

A crush on Albert?

Impossible!

She had loved a man once before, and paid dearly for it. In any case, how could she possibly fall in love with Albert now simply because he was being nice to her? Put simply, she understood that Albert was out of her league.

Judging by Melissa's expression, Jessie grasped her thoughts.

Through gritted teeth, she exclaimed, “You're quite something, Melissa!"

“If you say so," Melissa retorted, brushing off the comment.

She had no desire to explain herself to Jessie.