Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

“Mommy, we want Yoda to eat together with us.”

“…”

Hrmph, these rascals are indeed cashing in on the opportunity and pushing the limits.

If I don’t agree to it…

Training her eyes on all of them, Nicole felt that if she did not agree to their request, someone would be throwing another tantrum on the floor again.

Forget it. No matter which one, all of them were her flesh and blood after all.

Since they were all children, she would settle the scores with Yoda.

I’ll wait for him to run away with his tail tucked between his legs before I properly teach these brats a lesson.

“Sure, Mommy agrees.”

“That’s great! Mommy is the best!”

“Yoda, we can have a meal together once again.”

Maya grinned. After all, Yoda would put food on her plate and even feed her his own portion of shrimps, just like Daddy.

During the dinner, Yoda was taking care of the children as he was eating. While eating, Nicole was contemplating on how to get rid of this shameless and scheming man with unpredictable motives. Perhaps the best way was to make him leave on his own volition?

problem in its bud, I’ll have to find Yoda’s weakness first before I

time. From her thoughtful look coupled with her occasional glances in his direction, he was sure he

was she so

out for a walk. The other three lined up to follow as

secretly inspect the

a hygienic and

she explored around and began to

belongings were no different from those owned by other

it quietly. Looking through the content carefully, she found that

she was about to close the drawer,

“What is this?”

box which was about the size of her

and shook it gently a few times, but she could

definitely require a passcode to

a few random possible passcodes that she could come up with. Failing each time, she conceded that she would

fearful of being spotted. Seeing no one

to sneak it back so she could

her room, she was looking

like a mouse, she hoped fervently that no one would

the stolen box in her closet, she heard Yoda

“Mommy!”