Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Evan didn’t understand what her gaze meant. He furrowed his brows and looked at her in puzzlement. “You have nothing to say? Because I’ve exposed you?”

“Well, I have nothing to say to you, but you owe me money.”

Evan didn’t get what she meant.

Nicole put her hands out and demanded angrily, “Pay me for my translation service!”

Oh? So she’s asking me to pay her back.

It’s only a few thousand. Is she that desperate?

Why did she insist on moving out, then? She needs money to rent a house!

“You can afford rent, right? The money is nothing to you.”

“Even if I can afford to buy an airplane, you need to pay me the money! I earned it myself, so you must pay me,” Nicole demanded.

She knew it would be hard to get the money from him after she had moved out.

Besides, she didn’t want to return and see him with Sylphiette.

She decided it was time to go on their separate ways.

Evan gazed at her wordlessly for a long time before commenting, “You look like a shrew when you’re asking for money.”

look like a scum when you refuse to give

faint smirk. He turned and left

refusing to

Nicole hurried forward and stopped him from

my money! Mr. Seet, are you

will! Can’t you

he continued

and mused, Is he going to

I’ll wait for

waited there foolishly for over half an hour before she realized Evan wasn’t going to come

room, but he had

left?

really wants me to wait

she thought about it, the more upset she was. Nicole nagged all the way back to the rear

knew Evan didn’t like her, and she hated Sylphiette, too. She’d rather move

was reluctant to leave. She

her. If I leave,

little girl. “If you want to see your Daddy, Uncle Davin can

her. But he also

will you really leave

Will I leave him?