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?

a look at

boisterous laughter could be heard before they could see

strode into the room and promptly shut up

smiled awkwardly, “H-Hello, Mr.

him, she quickly

at her and

Sheila,

you tell that I stopped the moment I saw

repeated his question

Sheila remained silent.

the kids back. Evan, you’re the president of the Seet Group. Be more magnanimous! You don’t have to come all the

snarled, “I have

promptly

Nicole and tell

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

him the video she was talking about

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

and has to deal

“Maya’s behind this?”

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