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.

give up, she turned her gaze on him, trying to gauge his expression as she asked, “Yoda, have you ever lost

It was plainly obvious that she was not feeling any guilt

to take the initiative

underestimated how

out his mobile phone, he proceeded to

interest piqued, she asked further,

long ago, I’ve just lost a

the word “box”, a sudden flash of guilt flickered in

and reminded herself not to panic since he had no evidence to prove that she had taken it. Then again,

Right!

Let’s continue.

awkwardness and asked cunningly, “Are there any valuables

Yoda’s eyes. Since she wanted to know more, he might as well lead her

to detect any slight indication

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

upon glancing

 The deed to the burnt-down house, family heirlooms and pieces

she read on and pondered that

she could not stand it any longer

pass you such valuable treasures? Also, how could a box the

across Yoda’s expression as he furiously typed: Ma’am knows about the palm-sized box. You must have

“…”

Nicole’s face turned dark.