Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Nicole knew he was right. Sylphiette might harm the kids.

She wasn’t the decision maker, so she might not be able to protect them.

“Take care of them,” she told Davin.

“Don’t worry, Nicole.”

After walking out of the rear house, Nicole went to the main house.

She was anxious as she tried to imagine how Sylphiette would react upon seeing her. She could expect her stepsister’s reaction, but she didn’t know how Evan would react.

The only thing that mattered to her was Evan’s decision.

At the main house, she went to Sylphiette’s room. She hadn’t even entered the room when she heard Sylphiette wailing pitifully, trying to win Evan’s sympathy.

The woman kept complaining about how unwell she was and how horrible the kids were. She even insinuated Nicole was the one who instigated the kids to do so.

Men will pity and protect crying women, right? That sudden thought flashed across her mind. This was a question she didn’t know the answer to because she didn’t have the experience.

them, but she couldn’t hear what Evan’s reply

be wiping off her tears worriedly while trying to console

must be

is concerned for Sylphiette, the more he’ll

she mustered her courage and entered

both Evan

Nicole met their gazes.

pretty

of the bed, emotionless. There was an icy air about

could speak, Sylphiette yelled, “Nicole, do you hate me that much? I

wrong, so I’m here to apologize. How do you feel now? What do you need me to do?” Nicole asked

apologize, she wanted to settle the matter quickly lest

Nicole peeked at

doesn’t believe I’m

died! Will an apology suffice? Where are the kids?

she won’t let me off easily,