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!”

it’s that awesome, why do you not covet

in a deep drawl. “As one of the Guardians bound to protect the treasure, the consequence of contravening my own duties is one

He was not to interfere any further in

that I’d

“Swear upon it!”

if it isn’t made in absolute 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 devoted couple weather

and made an oath, and his utterances

are not to tell anyone that you’ve learned the location of

whatever information you’re giving me is reliable. Otherwise… you’ll

Shermaine off a

a tragic death? Hah. With only three months left to live, why would I care about a good

found his way there, the other

have one major problem sorted out regardless of whether he ended up being hunted or killed

was even willing to sacrifice her own life,

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