Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

“It was him! The ghost! It was the ghost!”

“Stop with your nonsense. Who was it?”

“It was him! It was Evan! Evan!”

The name that fell from her lips was a bombshell.

“Have you truly gone mad? There’s no way that it was him!” Adam bellowed.

Lisa clutched his shirt and locked her gaze with his. “It was Evan. It really was! I saw him with my own eyes!” she said, punctuating each word with raw austerity.

Adam studied the distraught Lisa. He let out a heavy sigh.

“It’s over. Not only are you disfigured, but it looks like your brain was scrambled too. Now that you’re ugly and insane, there’s no way you’ll be allowed to become the lady of the house.”

Lisa gripped his hand tightly. “I’m not insane. I’m telling the truth. Honestly!”

“What truth? Evan is dead. Are you saying that he rose from the dead? Don’t be ridiculous.”

Adam’s tone was derisive as he gave her the side-eye.

However, Lisa was adamant that it was either Evan being alive again or his ghost acting up.

eventually planted the seed of doubt

really have been

No, that’s utterly impossible!

offended. They could have disguised themselves as Evan when they

was the one

must still be reeling from shock.

possible for me

In your dreams.

cut right across her face, leaving a bloody trail

one could recover from such a scar, there would be no

thinking too much. You should

will you abandon

mine that captured Adam’s heart, followed by some underhanded moves to expedite his divorce with the

will he leave me too? What

irked Adam. Instead of replying to her, he instructed two maids to watch over her. He excused himself by saying he was

would have such a vindictive agenda against Lisa? It was a

piss off

can

to pull him down from the president’s position and had rallied against him with the board of directors, deliberately making

that why he took it