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.”

like a scum when you refuse to give

into a faint smirk. He turned and

to give it to

a huff, Nicole hurried forward

Mr. Seet, are you

Can’t

that, he continued on

 Is he going to bring

I’ll wait for

half an hour before she

but he had already driven

he left? That

wants me to wait

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

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 with Daddy anymore. I

so she consoled the little girl. “If you want to see your Daddy, Uncle Davin can bring

her. But he

you really

Will I leave him?