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!”

unsteady feet, shaking her head vigorously to

door, narrowed his eyes

still protect her child? It seems

Nicole with

I deal with this damned kid, I’ll take you

words had only left his lips when he let out a shriek of

had each grabbed an unopened bottle of wine and smashed his

excruciating pain swept through him. He could not even lift his foot to launch a kick at them. Hence, he

even made a

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

us if

making his way towards both of them, one

get us!” Juan taunted him

and tried to catch

felt like her head 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

is the room spinning…” she mumbled in a

you get home on your own?” A deep

look

an abrupt

slurred, “Why… Why do you look

That a**hole Evan Seet!

at me because she’s drunk,

before prodding further, “Do you hate him