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?

take a look at

boisterous laughter could be heard before they could see her

room and promptly

smiled awkwardly, “H-Hello,

quickly

at her and inquired, “What about

glanced at Sheila, then

I stopped the moment

Nicole?” Evan repeated his question in an

Sheila remained silent.

more magnanimous! You don’t have to come all

“I have

promptly

Nicole and tell

fear. What am I supposed to do

was talking about earlier and said, “Take a look at this

like Evan found a more effective method to

of the Seet Group and has to deal with such unsavory comments! How

“Maya’s behind this?”

nodded, “I took a close look. The chocolate cake on your brother’s pants should be the