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!”

feet, shaking her head vigorously

eyes at Nicole as she

her child? It seems like she’s still useful

looked at an intoxicated Nicole with lust

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

lips when he

Kyle had each grabbed an unopened bottle

lift his foot to launch a kick at them. Hence,

twins nimbly dodged him. Juan even made a face at him

Jack gritted the words through his pain as he

us if

through his pain while making his way towards both of

Come and get us!” Juan taunted him and stuck

jaw in fury and tried

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 onto

room spinning…” she mumbled in

your own?” A deep and

look at the source

abrupt sound of

and slurred, “Why… Why do you look

That a**hole Evan Seet!

cursing at me because she’s drunk, or has

eyes before prodding further, “Do you hate him that