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.

my friend.

are you talking back to me over

isn’t how

wasn’t about to argue with him. She shot a disgusted look at

retreating backs as her expression

I accused Sir Musgrave of being an intruder. Today, I met Lady Musgrave who seems to despise me. This family

need to find out who my birth father is and leave

take my mom’s

“It’s fine.”

head. Let her be. After all, it’s obvious Lady

Musgrave last night. Both Sir and Lady Musgrave

up with a plan to make them

walked, Nicole spoke, “Levant, I

“What is it?”

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

to face her. “You’re

that wasn’t what I meant. She knows you are her cousin, but she still wants to marry you. Aren’t the

latter should be her aunt. They are

Levant said nothing.

him. As he seemed troubled, she didn’t press

her he had to go