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?

“Davin, quick, go take a look

laughter could be heard before

into the room and promptly shut up upon

awkwardly,

greeting him, she quickly ducked into a

at her and inquired, “What

at Sheila, then

glance. Idiot! Can’t you tell that I

is Nicole?” Evan repeated his

Sheila remained silent.

the president of the Seet Group. Be more magnanimous! You don’t have

snarled, “I

promptly

call Nicole and tell

What am I supposed

the video she was talking about earlier and said, “Take a

was perplexed, “Wow. Looks like Evan found a more effective method

He’s the president of the Seet Group and has to deal with such unsavory comments! How did Maya even think of

“Maya’s behind this?”

a close look. The chocolate cake on your brother’s pants