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

eyes narrowed into a faint smirk. He turned and

to give it

a huff, Nicole hurried forward and stopped

my money! Mr. Seet, are

Can’t you

continued on his

at his back and mused, Is he going to bring me my

I’ll wait for

over half an hour before she realized Evan wasn’t going to

room, but he had already driven to his

he left? That

me to wait for real! Damn, I’ve wasted

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

She knew Evan didn’t like her, and she hated

She pouted and

recalled how Evan bought her yummy food and made a wreath for her. If I leave, I can’t be

felt, so she consoled the little girl. “If you want

But he also thought it was a

you really leave

Will I leave him?