Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Standing up with her chubby hands on her hips, Maya stared at Nina in determination.

“Okay, I’ll wait for that day to come,” replied Nina seriously.

Nicole heaved a sigh of relief. If Maya could control her diet and eat lesser food, it would be beneficial to her health too. This could be considered a good thing.

After tucking the two children in, Nicole exited their bedroom and closed the door gently.

The intricately designed lamps lining the silent corridor glowed, enveloping the entire floor in an almost magical light.

Nicole raised her head and observed the inconspicuous but lavish decorations along the corridor. The famed paintings hanging on the wall not only highlighted the owners’ exquisite taste, but also their exorbitant prices.

Luxuries like these caused Nicole to feel uneasy.

She only managed to move into the Hillside Villa because of Juan. Yet, she did not know how long Evan would allow her to stay here. What if she was chased out? If she had to bring the kids to the impoverished ghettos, would they be used to it?

Hence, the priority was to quickly earn money and leave this place. Then, she could raise her children in a better environment.

After Nicole was done preparing breakfast the next morning, she woke the children up.

the first one to wash up and sit at

lastly Nina, who had combed her

tarts, eggs and glasses of milk spread on the

said that she’s going to

blinked. That was what she said last

food. Lowering her head, she glanced at the pile of food in front of her. Should I eat lesser? But

clear eyes sparkled, understanding that Nina

expression appeared on

conflicted expression as she gazed at the food. He chuckled and said,

like an older brother. He encouraged Maya,

believe her, while Kyle is siding

the pizza and fruit tarts away from her angrily. She even forced herself

a glass of milk remained in front of her. “Kyle, I won’t

smile appeared on Kyle’s face

and finished the sunny side up egg. However, she could not help but steal a couple of glimpses at the pizzas and fruits tarts. Still, she managed to restrain herself from eating them. Standing up, she ran to

looked at Nicole worriedly. “Mommy, do you think that she’ll