Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

She staggered a few steps forward and grabbed the front of his shirt. After that, she pointed at his left eye and said, “Was it this eye that saw it,” then pointed at his right eye and said, “or this one?”

Evan’s brows knitted into a frown. Could it be that she really didn’t take that five hundred million?

“If it wasn’t you, then how did you buy Imperial Garden under your name?”

Nicole froze momentarily. “It wasn’t me. I know who did it. It was… It was…”

“Who?” Evan pressed on.

Nicole suddenly pinched down hard on his cheeks and slurred, “It was your… It was my… It was our… our… I-I can’t tell you…”

Evan was at a loss for your words.

He glanced at her with cold eyes. What gibberish is she saying? Looks like this woman is seriously drunk!

“Since you’re already rich, don’t mix around with people like him and get yourself drunk to the point that you can’t even get home!”

“Home?”

Nicole curved her lips into an alluring smile. “Evan, can you take me home, please?”

“Why should I-”

Evan had not even finished speaking when Nicole burrowed into his chest and hugged him tightly.

Evan lowered his head to look at a very drunken Nicole, his eyes deepening with a maelstrom of emotions.

him seemed awfully

vaguely recall roses in their full bloom, and the little girl with glittering eyes

had always been bullied by others. To protect her, he had been

pearls had rolled down her fair cheeks, soaking the fabric covering

had brushed away her tears while saying, “Don’t cry. It’s alright. I’m here and

girl had cried

to say more, only

memories from many years ago, but it felt as though all

the time, he was serious about wanting to protect that little girl for the rest of his

been

tugged upwards into a small smile as he dipped his chin down

little girl back then. Now, she was stubborn and strong-willed. When

she was

Now, she was tough.

eyes to his and asked,

his senses, recalling about Juan

the twins were still trying to deal

go check up on them, he grabbed Nicole’s arm, tugging her to

to him and

to go see

“Mm. Sure.”

“So, let go.”

I’m not