Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Evan whipped out his phone and scrolled through his news feed.

To his dismay, one of the most trending videos was of his pants being stained with chocolate cake, resembling a certain biological accident. When he saw the absurd remarks made in the comment section, his expression soured.

He got up and headed out of his office.

“Mr. Seet, are we still going ahead with the press conference?”

“You handle it!” Evan growled as he stormed towards Rose Garden.

I, the president of the Seet Group, have never suffered such humiliation before! Nicole Lane, just you wait!

Evan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists angrily.

Meanwhile, at Rose Garden.

Davin was shocked to see Evan return so soon and inquired, “Evan, why are you back so soon? Has the press conference ended already?”

“Where’s Nicole?”

Davin was taken aback. He could clearly sense the rage overflowing from his brother’s pores.

Hasn’t Evan had enough? Is he coming back just to argue with Nicole? Oh my gosh, he’s the president, for Pete’s sake. Does he have to be so petty?

look

laughter could be heard before they could see her

room and

awkwardly, “H-Hello,

she quickly ducked

her and inquired, “What about

Sheila, then at

I stopped the moment I

his question

Sheila remained silent.

Be more magnanimous! You don’t have to come all the way back

snarled, “I have

promptly

we call Nicole and tell her to go into

anything to fear. What am I supposed to do

Sheila showed him the video she was

was perplexed, “Wow. Looks like Evan found a more effective method to get ‘famous’ than

This is downright humiliating! He’s the president of the Seet Group and has to deal with such unsavory

“Maya’s behind this?”

look. The chocolate cake on your brother’s pants should be