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.”

a scum when you refuse to give me

narrowed into a faint smirk. He turned and left without saying a

to give it to

huff, Nicole hurried forward and

Mr. Seet, are you

will! Can’t you

he continued on his

back and mused, Is he going to

I’ll wait for

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

his room, but he had already driven to

he left? That

he really wants me to wait

thought about it, the more upset she was. Nicole nagged all

her, and she hated Sylphiette, too. She’d rather move out than live unhappily

however, was reluctant to leave. She pouted and lowered

for her. If I leave, I can’t be with

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

her. But he

you really

Will I leave him?