Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

“That’s good.”

Nicole’s job wasn’t too difficult or stressful, so Sophia discussed the matter with Evan. Nicole still had to take care of Kyle, so they made a deal and decided that she only needed to work part-time. She would be tasked with translating documents from A Nation only.

Nicole was delighted with that arrangement. That would give her sufficient time to take care of her three other kids as well.

At night, Nicole had already left when Evan returned to Hillside Villa.

When he saw the tableful of exquisite and salivating dishes, he frowned a little because he was sure that Nicole had cooked the food as well. Evan tried, but he couldn’t deny that her cooking was… perhaps, possibly, just a teeny bit above average.

Blake caught Evan staring at dinner, so the former quickly walked up. Blake hesitated for a moment before saying, “Tussaud prepared dinner tonight, Mr. Seet. She asked us not to throw the food away, even if you refuse to eat them. That’d be too wasteful, so she asked us to call her instead. She would drive over and take the food home.”

Take them home? Huh? What is that woman thinking? Is she trying to take advantage of the situation?

Evan pulled up the chair angrily and sat down.

She is trying to take advantage of the situation, huh? Like hell I’d let you!

“Get Kyle over. It’s time for dinner.”

Kyle got out of his room and deliberately put a food container beside him as Nicole had instructed. Evan stared strangely at him.

“What are you doing?”

for Mommy, so she doesn’t need to do anything else when she comes

food container aside and instructed, “We are not

tilted his head down and was secretly gleeful. Evan acted just

person who can

hungrier he became. He suspected that Nicole had drugged the dishes, so he talked

of the house, including the kitchen, is under surveillance. I was also

am I

bowl over and

“Understood.”

and Juan talked via their smartwatches. Kyle told

a walkie-talkie and shared everything with

as

like your cooking a

“That man…”

know how to comment on Evan. In a way, they were almost as estranged as

stared at Nicole. His

stroked his tiny head. “That is

 Mommy’s face is turning as red as the apple that Maya

The next morning.

Mommy was rushing back and forth between the

the kindergarten today. You don’t need