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

narrowed into a faint smirk. He

to give it to

Nicole hurried forward and stopped

money! Mr. Seet, are you this

Can’t you

continued

back and mused, Is he going to bring me

wait

there foolishly for over half an hour before she

immediately rushed to his room, but he

left? That

he really wants me to wait for real! Damn, I’ve wasted half

the more upset she was. Nicole nagged all

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

to leave. She pouted

made a wreath for her. If I leave, I can’t be with Daddy anymore. I don’t want to

so she consoled the little girl. “If you want to

to Davin, who nodded at her. But he also thought it was a

will you really

Will I leave him?