Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

“Levant,” Daphne called out.

Her gaze fell on Levant before shifting to Nicole. Immediately, it turned malicious.

Levant looked at the woman beside her and greeted. “Mom!”

Nicole studied the middle-aged woman, who still looked great for her age. She was fair and curvaceous; her figure clad in a delicate dress.

“Nicole, meet Lady Portia Musgrave.”

At his words, Nicole bowed down politely. “Lady Musgrave.”

Portia glanced at Nicole and concluded she didn’t like the latter.

After all, Nicole had moved into the Musgrave family’s estate suddenly. It must be because she was after their family’s wealth and status.

“Not everyone can move into the Musgrave Estate. Stop bringing any peasant home.”

Peasant? Is she talking about me?

How rude is that.

Nicole looked up at a stern Portia. Daphne, who was standing behind the duchess, was looking at her triumphantly.

friend. Please don’t

talking back

This isn’t how we treat a

insisted on defending Nicole, Portia wasn’t about to argue with him. She shot a disgusted look at Nicole before leaving

at their retreating backs as

accused Sir Musgrave of being an intruder. Today, I met Lady Musgrave who

birth father is and leave as soon

my mom’s words to

“It’s fine.”

her be. After all, it’s obvious

Musgrave last night. Both Sir

even come up with a

“Levant,

“What is it?”

likes you. Isn’t she your cousin? How can you marry

turned to face her. “You’re right. I won’t marry her because I love

but she still wants to marry you.

should be

Levant said nothing.

him. As he seemed

he had to go back to work