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?

called out, “Davin, quick, go take a look at the trending videos! Your brother’s butt is there!

be heard before

into the room and promptly shut up

awkwardly,

quickly ducked into

her and inquired,

Sheila,

him a glance. Idiot! Can’t you tell that I stopped the moment I saw

Nicole?” Evan repeated his question in an

Sheila remained silent.

the Seet Group. Be more magnanimous! You don’t have to come all the way back here to argue with her, do

snarled, “I

left promptly after

Nicole and tell her to go into

doesn’t have anything to fear. What am I supposed to do

could finish, Sheila showed him the video she was talking about earlier and

more effective method to get

president of the Seet Group and has

“Maya’s behind this?”

nodded, “I took a close look. The chocolate cake on your