Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

What a stark contrast!

Evan sneered, obviously not convinced, but he didn’t probe further as he knew very well that women were hard to understand. No matter what had prompted the sudden change in Nicole’s attitude, he was already very happy to be treated by her like this.

“Fine. I’ll believe you just this once.”

Afterward, he dug into the food she specifically prepared for him.

After taking a shower, the two of them lay on the bed.

Nicole couldn’t help thinking about something related to Zane. As Sheila said that Evan was investigating it, she wondered if he had found anything.

Driven by curiosity, she wanted to ask Evan about it but was afraid of exposing Sheila, so she made up a reason.

Clearing her throat, she looked at him with a serious expression on her face. “I dreamed of Zane last night. He told me that he’s still alive. Do you think that it’s true?”

Evan stiffened slightly as he replied in a gentle tone, “No idea.”

“Where do you think he would be now if he were still alive?” Nicole continued to ask him.

Evan turned to look at her. “Since you’re so good at dreaming, you can ask him when you dream of him!”

“…”

Being rendered speechless, Nicole pouted. Fine, I’ll investigate it myself!

With Sheila and Davin here, I can also find out whatever clues that Evan has found out!

leaning against the head of the bed in silence feeling down, Evan reached out to pinch her fair

tell you everything you

Tempting me?

at him suspiciously.

nodded his head. “Why

can I be nicer to you

thinking hard, Evan pulled her into his

“I’ll teach you.”

out that doing that kind of

He’s really a pervert!

The next day.

hair when Evan got the breakfast ready and woke

eyes, she looked at the matching clothes on the hangers and smiled

good to be taken care of by

got out of bed and washed

were already

microwave. I’m sending them to kindergarten before

“Okay.”

“Goodbye, Mommy!”

“Goodbye, Mommy!”

waved goodbye to

looked at her with envy as she voiced her admiration from the bottom of her heart,

“Why?”

spoiled with love. I also don’t have to get up early to cook, and