Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Jack stared at her with a lecherous glint in his eyes. Then, he abruptly took out a packet of substance and poured it into the drink before extending it to her.

“Here. One last drink. After you’ve finished it, I’ll collaborate with Lane Corporation. I’ll sign the contract.”

Collaborate. Sign the contract.

Upon hearing this, Nicole forced her eyes to stay open to meet his gaze. Jack was wearing a salacious smile on his face as he continued coaxing her to down the drink.

“Here, take it. Bottom up!”

Nicole accepted the drink from his hand and slowly lifted it to her lips. She was about to gulp it all down when suddenly, Juan dashed across the distance to grab the drink from her, then threw it harshly at Jack.

He was completely caught off guard as the contents in the glass splashed all over him.

Looking down at the sorry state he was in, Jack’s blood boiled and he slammed his hand on the table at the same time he shot to his feet.

“Where did this little idiot come from?”

“Little idiot? Says the man who has an IQ lower than a child’s!”

With that, Juan gave Jack a hard kick.

“Whose damned kid is this? Insolent! I’ll teach you a lesson since your dad failed to do so!”

When Nicole saw that Jack was about to hurt Juan, she bolted up from her seat to stand in front of Juan.

“No… Don’t… Don’t hurt him!”

on unsteady feet, shaking her head vigorously

by the door, narrowed his eyes at Nicole

blind drunk, she’d still protect her child? It seems like

Nicole with

barely stand now, can you? After I deal with this damned kid, I’ll take you to

had only left his lips when he let

grabbed an unopened bottle of wine and

foot to launch

twins nimbly dodged him. Juan even made a face at

the two of you alive!” Jack gritted the words through his pain as he shot them

Catch us if you

through his pain while making his way towards both of them,

taunted him

clenched his jaw in fury and

was about to spilt open from a pounding headache. She cracked open her eyes and pushed herself up onto her feet. However, she only made it two steps before she fell back

is… Why is the room

your own?” A deep and

look at the source

abrupt sound of

“Why… Why do you look like

That a**hole Evan Seet!

cursing at me because she’s drunk, or has she always been secretly calling me

with dark eyes before prodding