Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

How can I possibly fall in love with a man I just met?

Besides, Aunt Portia might not agree to let him replace Levant too.

She decided to walk away. Yet, she barely took a few steps forward before she turned around to glance at the bodyguard again.

“Ms. Ankins, what’s the matter?”

“I’m fine.”

“Should I get him tied up to receive punishment?”

“No, it’s not necessary!”

It was only then did Daphne continue her way to Levant’s room.

Levant was swamped with work at the moment, so he had no time to entertain her. Not taking her confrontation about the kids seriously, he only gave her a perfunctory reply before asking her to leave.

Unable to stand his indifferent attitude, Daphne snapped, “Levant, I suppose you understand it very well that I’m much more important to Aunt Portia than you, and I’m going to be your future wife. Are you sure you’re going to continue giving me the cold shoulder?”

Levant’s face fell as he went lost in thoughts. In fact, she’s got some point there.

Lady Musgrave is my foster mother and she isn’t related to me by blood. Perhaps, it’s true that Daphne, her niece, does matter more to her.

But, so what if that’s true?

It’s up to Sir Musgrave to decide his successor.

Also, I know exactly who’s on his mind.

as long as I get to marry

“Levant, answer me now!”

to make his

would actually do her good too – the earlier he told her that he was going to pursue Nicole, the earlier Daphne

have no romantic feelings for you. In fact, I don’t think we’re suitable for each

think we’re suitable

received after five years

was flooded with memories of how hard she used

sorry and cheap she had been in the

her love reciprocated had turned her into an aggressive and

like I’m nothing but a sickening presence to

me! I hereby announce the death of my old self because I won’t ever try to please you so

the angry outburst, she turned around and stormed

back as she went, Levant’s

be forced. I can’t make myself love you, but

Daphne ran back to her room as fast as

and yelled at the maids standing outside, “No one is to come inside!

glances as

a time, she made her way to the dressing table. She reached out to touch her own reflection

first day she moved into the estate, Aunt Portia had told her she was the

her youth working her way toward becoming the future duchess and trying hard to please him, the future

the thing I’ve been working for

away the tears that started streaming down her

be the future

nothing much I can do to change how he