Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

“Don’t worry. I can assure you, the dukedom is going to be Levant’s. You’ll be the next Lady Musgrave. No one is going to take that away from you.”

Daphne hesitated. She glanced around anxiously before whispering, “Aunt Portia, I heard Uncle Stephen has a daughter. Will she—”

“That’s just a rumor.”

“What if that daughter does exist? What if she returns? She’s Uncle Stephen’s daughter. Will Levant and I end up with nothing?”

“Don’t worry. If that daughter exists, Levant will get rid of her. After all, all he wants is to be the next duke, right? He won’t give the title up easily.”

Aunt Portia’s right, thought Daphne. Levant won’t give up on the dukedom.

“I hope I’ve worried for nothing.”

Portia took Daphne’s hand and comforted her. “Daphne, I’ve always treated you as my daughter. I didn’t give birth to Levant, so I need to be cautious around him. The only way to be Lady Musgrave is to make him fall for you, do you understand?”

“Aunt Portia, I understand. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you.”

“Alright then. I trust you.”

“ shall leave now. I’m going to prepare some snacks for Levant.”

Lane

it,” Daphne answered with a smile as a ferocious glint appeared in her

future must die.

night, the Musgrave Estate

her room to go for a stroll in the garden. She couldn’t wait to bump

ask her where she learnt

might be

her stroll when

it was, a blow landed

person picked her up and

was upstairs had witnessed the entire

brows creased in perplexity. Why

this is happening

the bodyguards

brought back

“Ms. Ankins, it’s done.”

water on her. Don’t forget to stuff her mouth

“Got it.”

gained consciousness after a pail of ice water was

her eyes fluttered open, another pail of water was