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 to

Mom. This isn’t how

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

backs as

an intruder. Today, I met Lady Musgrave who seems

who my birth

mom’s words

“It’s fine.”

After all, it’s obvious Lady

I have also offended Sir Musgrave last night. Both Sir and Lady

up with a plan to

walked, Nicole spoke, “Levant, I

“What is it?”

Daphne likes you. Isn’t she your cousin?

“You’re right. I won’t marry her

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

should be her

Levant said nothing.

glanced at him. As he

Levant told her he had to go back to work