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. Please don’t say

are you talking back

Mom. This isn’t how

Portia wasn’t about to argue with him. She shot a

at their retreating backs as

Musgrave who seems to despise me. This family

to find out who my birth father is

mom’s words to

“It’s fine.”

it’s obvious Lady Musgrave won’t approve of Levant going

last night. Both Sir and Lady Musgrave hate

with a plan to make

spoke, “Levant, I have

“What is it?”

Isn’t she your cousin? How can you marry her,

her. “You’re right. I won’t marry her because

her cousin, but she still wants

Lady Musgrave, so the latter should be her aunt.

Levant said nothing.

As he seemed troubled, she didn’t

had to go back to work