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

cold eyes narrowed into a faint smirk. He

he’s refusing to give it to

Nicole hurried forward and

money! Mr. Seet, are you this

will! Can’t

that, he continued

 Is

I’ll wait

there foolishly for over half an hour before she

but he had already driven to his

left?

out he really wants me to wait for real! Damn,

upset she was. Nicole nagged all the way back to

nodded calmly at the news. She knew Evan didn’t like her, and she hated Sylphiette, too. She’d rather

to leave. She pouted and

Evan bought her yummy food and made a wreath for her. If

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

nodded at her. But he also thought it was a pity

will you really leave

Will I leave him?