Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

She noticed a glint of melancholy flashing across Stephen’s gaze.

From his expression laced with sorrow, Nicole was certain that the duke was someone with a complicated past.

“Alright. You can go back now.”

“Sir Musgrave, I have one last question for you,” Nicole blurted out after a brief hesitation.

She knew she was being too talkative, but this was a rare opportunity to get a clue to aid in her investigation.

“Go ahead.”

“Do you know anyone who is skilled in acupuncture in the Musgrave family?”

Stephen fell silent. She was unconscious when I treated her that day. Did she realize someone saved her using acupuncture? Does she want to thank that person?

But I don’t want anyone to find out I’m skilled in acupuncture. After all, I haven’t used it in years.

He shook his head and replied, “No.”

Deep down, he thought, You should thank Rosalie instead.

I helped you because you resemble her.

answer. Looks like it’s going to be

Stephen’s help, she returned to her

received a phone call from Juan. Her

the call, her act would be revealed. Hence, she ignored

Mommy picking up?” Juan asked, utterly

shoulders to comfort him. “Perhaps your mommy is too busy

Uncle Davin saying that Mommy became an

means she’s seriously

to meet

what shall

we’re in Levant’s territory, let’s call

out her phone. It took a few phone calls before

gave him a

to

trouble in the estate? But I

have a hunch those kids would barge in without

alert my

and Sheila up and brought them

head spinning when she realized how huge the estate

see

led them into the main building. After making two turns, they still hadn’t reached