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 is an

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

future must die.

night, the Musgrave Estate was

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

can ask her where she

be a

stroll when

a blow landed on

person picked her

him, someone who was upstairs had witnessed the

in perplexity. Why would

something like this is happening in

the bodyguards

brought back

“Ms. Ankins, it’s done.”

to the darkroom. Wake her up by splashing water on her. Don’t forget to stuff her mouth lest she

“Got it.”

only gained consciousness after a pail of

pail of water was poured down