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.”

If you think Ms. Lane is an eyesore, just send

it,” Daphne answered with a smile as a

die. I’ll clear all obstacles

the Musgrave Estate was

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

her where she learnt

be

when footsteps suddenly

out who it was, a blow landed on her

her up and

someone who was

 Why would someone

this is happening in

the

brought back

“Ms. Ankins, it’s done.”

on her. Don’t forget to stuff her mouth lest she shouts for

“Got it.”

after a pail of ice water was poured on

of water was poured down