The coach was incredibly patient. He stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her, and gently guided her hands, covered in gloves, explaining the essential techniques and skills.

She took her lessons very seriously.

However, to onlookers, their stance seemed overly close.

Marcus, at least, saw it that way.

He approached them, holding a golf club, his tall and striking presence undeniable. The coach recognized him immediately and paused his instructions to say hello.

With a light smile, Marcus said, "Please, go on."

The coach then resumed the teaching.

Leaning on his club, Marcus mentioned in a relaxed tone, "My dad called to ask about Matthew. I mentioned Matthew's reading and spelling abilities. He then said he'd like to teach Matthew himself.

He wanted me to ask what you think."

The coach released Melissa.

Surprised, he turned from Marcus to Melissa. "Miss Brown, you and Mr. Fowler..."

Marcus cut in, "We have a kid together."

Mina then joined them as well.

Dressed in a black silk dress and a white jacket, she looked stunning.

She couldn't fathom losing to Melissa.

Despite Melissa's beauty, she didn't outshine Mina. Standing at only about 5'3", she was too slim and wore minimal makeup.

Yet, it was clear Marcus was jealous.

Without a word, Melissa turned to the coach. "Let's go on."

How could the coach keep going?

With a slight smile, he suggested, "Mr. Fowler is skilled at golf.