Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Chapter 1824 Oath

Davin glared at him in shock and dismay, unsure whether the latter’s position on the matter was sincere or feigned.

That was until he caught Levant casting him a look. He then understood that it was all part of Levant’s ruse.

“Run along elsewhere if you aren’t interested in the treasure. Personally, I do think this to be one heck of a deal!”

After a brief pause, Davin raised a castigating finger at him. “Treacherous scoundrel!” Then he stormed off in a huff.

Shermaine was still quite pleased even though she could only persuade Levant. Davin, who was unable to beat her at rhetoric, posed less of a problem to her. Conversely, it was Levant who had a tendency to be effectively disruptive during the most pivotal moments.

For instance, it would have been difficult for Davin to justify his sticking around had he not spoken up for him.

“I am amendable to dealing, Ms. Shermaine. May I ask though, would finding the treasure really make me invincible?”

“Of course it will! Within it lies many wonders and ancient techniques. Once in possession of it, omnipotence will be well within your reach!”

awesome, why do you not covet

bound to protect the treasure, the consequence

He was not to interfere any further in her and

I’d do as

“Swear upon it!”

sincerity, surely? Heavens above, let me make this confession before I proceed. I’m just doing this out of circumstances for the purpose of… pursuing a good cause in helping a

oath, and his utterances did much to set Shermaine’s mind at

to tell anyone that you’ve learned the location of the treasure from

too to ensure that whatever information you’re giving me is reliable. Otherwise… you’ll die

caught Shermaine off

death? Hah. With only three months left

the true location of the treasure. This was because once Levant found his way there, the other Guardians

against all three of them. That meant that she would have one major problem sorted out regardless of whether he ended

she was even willing to sacrifice her own life, so why would anyone else’s

it. Should I lie to you, may I die a horrible death and wind up as swine or cur, or