Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

By the time the truth came to light, both her daughters would see Evan as a jerk and they would start criticizing him until he had nothing to say to excuse himself.

Merely thinking about how deflated he would look when the time came was enough to put Nicole in great spirits.

“Mommy, are you done with Daddy? It’s time we go to school.”

“Let’s go then.”

After Nicole left with the kids, Evan made his way to the dining table to find it contained nothing but some remnants of food. Then, he entered the kitchen and soon walked out with a begrudged look. As he found nothing left, he wondered whether Nicole had calculated the portion accurately to make sure the food was only enough for the kids.

“Mr. Seet, are you heading to the office without having breakfast?”

“I’m gonna skip it.”

Blake was confused when he looked at Evan who was leaving the house with a sullen face. Why didn’t he have anything for breakfast?

Was he not hungry? If that was the case, why did he even enter the kitchen?

By the time Evan drove his Maybach out of Hillside Villa, Blake was still speculating. In his opinion, Mr. Seet must have decided to skip the breakfast out of spite because his mood was spoilt by the argument he had with Ms. Lane.

Because of that, Blake decided to have a talk with Ms. Lane when she was back and advised her not to be so harsh to Mr. Seet. Wouldn’t it be nice if they could get along with each other well?

…

phone rang when he was on his way to the

his eyes when he saw the caller ID. Excitedly,

you in the

I’m free to

the way back to the country and we will be reaching Hillside

going back to Hillside Villa

your priority. Don’t let the company’s operation get affected

worry because there won’t be

ending the conversation with his grandfather, Evan immediately made a U-turn and sped toward

the meantime, Nicole just returned home after sending the kids to the kindergartens. Before she even entered the living room,

Did he forget something?

was piqued. Just as she stepped foot in the living room, her pace came to a stop when her attention was

something to

was going to broach the topic of the custody

a fairly polite tone, “Ms.

“I will move out.”

would be here. If that were the case, her presence would indeed bring him

on her way back. As her father had made his stance very clear that he would not go easy on her, she

the same time, she reckoned