Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Nicole was easy-going.

Evan tapped his fingers on the table. “Okay, what do you want?”

“I’m making buffalo wings. So I’ll need to borrow some chicken wings and condiments.”

“Very well. You’ll have to pay me back three times for every ingredient that you take.”

Nicole looked up at him.

Can he be any more unreasonable? Breathe, Nicole. Breathe.

“And I’ll need to take a fish,” she continued.

“Very well. That’s ten fishes for one.”

Ten? You might as well ask me to pay you back with a fish pond!

Nicole pursed her lips. “Mr. Seet, don’t you think you’re a little more demanding than a loan shark?”

“Forget about it then!”

It’ll take a long while if I were to travel to and fro just to get the ingredients… Fine, I’ll just bear with it!

“I’ll also need to borrow some boneless pork meat.”

But I can send someone to get it for you—if

really like to eat pork, so he was sure

“How much?”

“Six hundred!”

attempt

Evan, who remained

demands were straining her patience. Thinking about the funds she had in her hands, she took a deep breath, turned around,

to lend them to me. You didn’t have to go to such extremes,” she grumbled as

hungry. When can we eat?” Maya

at the kids apologetically. “Hmm, let’s make something else today and tomorrow

glances and

was ready, she joyfully called the children to the table, “Let’s have spaghetti with

Nicole served the food on the table. The thick aroma wafted in the air, stimulating the glutton

It’s really

reminded her to

a look, and

looked at each other, seemingly wanting to say something,

wrong? You don’t like

wondering if we could ask him to join us,” Juan

if he would have the effrontery to

your Daddy

Daddy likes pasta too. Let Daddy eat with us,