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

narrowed into a faint smirk. He turned

he’s refusing to

huff, Nicole hurried forward

me my money! Mr.

will! Can’t you

continued on

mused, Is he going to

wait

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

to his room, but he had

left?

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

upset she was. Nicole nagged all the way back to the rear house and told the

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

leave. She pouted and lowered her head

wreath for her. If I

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

nodded at her. But he also thought it was a

will you really

Will I leave him?