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.”

you think Ms. Lane is

Daphne answered with a smile as a ferocious glint appeared in

threaten my future must die. I’ll clear all obstacles

the Musgrave Estate

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

ask her where she

might be a

her stroll when footsteps suddenly sounded

it was, a blow landed on

picked her up and

was upstairs had witnessed

perplexity. Why would someone kidnap her at

believe something like this

the bodyguards

was brought back

“Ms. Ankins, it’s done.”

her up by splashing water on

“Got it.”

gained consciousness after a pail of ice water was

fluttered open, another pail of water was poured