Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

With the upcoming showdown against Nicole, he could not possibly lose.

When he arrived at the study room, he stood by respectfully beside the desk.

Nicole had a poker face on but her icy stare still sends chills down his spine.

Unexpectedly, when she was angry, her fiery aura was not to be underestimated.

“Yoda, can you write?”

Nicole, being the woman with a straightforward character, did not beat around the bush.

Yoda crooked a slight smile as he nodded.

“If that’s the case, come, write me something.” Nicole motioned him to come over.

Yoda tiptoed to the desk, took the pen and paper she handed him, sat on the chair, and started writing just as she requested.

Nicole warily observed his handwriting and hand movements. He had written in graceful curves and powerful strokes in a somewhat similar fashion as Evan.

Upon closer inspection, his handwriting still differed from Evan’s.

Some of the lines in his letters were awkward and slightly skewed, in stark contrast to the handwriting on the note found in the box.

Therefore, he is not the one?

Nicole pondered for a moment.

on him, trying to gauge his expression as she

was plainly obvious that she was not feeling any guilt for stealing his

could she be to take

he underestimated how thick-skinned

phone, he proceeded to

interest piqued, she asked further, “What did

typed: Not long ago, I’ve just

the word “box”, a sudden flash of

her fingers tightly and reminded herself not to panic since he had no evidence to prove that she had taken it. Then again, she was the one questioning him, how could

Right!

Let’s continue.

coughed to cover her awkwardness and asked cunningly, “Are there any valuables in

Yoda’s eyes. Since she wanted to

was typing on his mobile phone, Nicole was studying him carefully, trying to detect any slight indication of his knowledge of the paper in the box from his facial

colder and colder, and after typing for a while, he showed his phone screen

stunned upon glancing at what was

to the burnt-down house, family heirlooms

she read on and pondered that this seemed too

any longer and gave the

Who are your ancestors to be able to pass you such valuable treasures? Also, how could a box the size of

smile flickered across Yoda’s expression as he furiously typed: Ma’am knows about the

“…”

Nicole’s face turned dark.