Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Zane scrunched his hand into a fist and propelled it towards Sylvia’s face.

Sylvia clutched her face as she yowled in pain. She stared at Zane in fear. “Zane, I am your wife! Did you just slap me because that skank asked you to?”

“Who is that skank you are talking about? She’s my daughter!”

Nicole found Zane’s word utterly mocking.

If it weren’t for his own good, Zane would not be on Nicole’s side as of this moment.

Pfft! Who said only women are cunning and deceitful creatures? Look at my Dad! He’s lashing out like a wild dog just to get what he wants! What an animal!

Nicole wanted to avenge her mother, who lived her life in darkness at the hands of Sylvia.

“One slap is not enough. My mom might have missed it. Again!”

“Stop being so ridiculous! Your mom is dead, you psycho! She’s busy rotting in her grave!”

“No! My mom is looking at us from heaven. I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t miss it if Zane gives you a few more slaps. So go on, Dad!”

Nicole crossed her arms and thought to herself: One day, I will be the one slapping you, Sylvia!

Zane gave Sylvia a few painful swipes on her face which left her bawling in agony on the ground.

able to stop her stepsister, but she still had hope that Zane would stop hitting her mother if

ask for his reward. “Nicole, you saw

But before I can transfer the money to you, I want to see your divorce certificate with Sylvia and the legal papers stating that Lane Corporation is now

after she

she couldn’t care more about the people inside the house, she still wanted to know how wicked their tongues could be when they cursed behind her

her wife, convincing her that he would remarry her once

was crying like a baby without its milk

in her heart why her father had conformed to her wishes. He must have assumed that her relationship with Evan was

her mother. Nicole knew her mother would also be overjoyed if

the back for successfully intimidating the Lane family even

I treat Evan to a meal? Okay! I shall prepare

that thought in mind, Nicole went to the supermarket to buy the ingredients that she needed with

that were the children’s favorites. She then let Juan

me to deliver this to Daddy?”

stared

table! It’s not like we can finish

came up

knew with dead certainty that his mother

Mommy treats Daddy so differently

exchanged glances and

why don’t you get the food to Daddy yourself? It’s too