Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

With Maya’s Hammer to aid her, Maya doubted that anyone would make fun of her behind her back now.

Juan and Kyle looked at her disapprovingly. “Don’t you use it to hit people for real!” They warned, “Or they might get hurt. Even worse, they could end up in the hospital with life-threatening injuries.”

Maya glanced at them before stealing a quick glance in the direction of Nina’s room. With a small laugh, she tore off a piece of the hammer in her hand and stuffed it into her mouth.

“What the—”

The hammer was made of bread!

How did it look so much like the real thing? This was quite amazing.

“Maya, where did you get this from?”

Maya looked at them mysteriously and said in a low voice, “Daddy gave this to me! Don’t the both of you dare tell Nina about this! He even gave me a few more.”

Daddy?

Hmm…Daddy seemed to be a little biased.

Well—at least this would stop Nina from riling up her sister with those offending comments again in the near future.

Nicole prepared an entire table of delicious dishes. The four children gobbled up the food like starved baby wolves.

“Mommy, you make the best food! The food they make at the Musgrave Estate tastes pretty bland to me.”

“If you like my cooking so much, Mommy will cook for you every day.”

children nodded

back to help Uncle Davin with his work. She would have enjoyed your cooking if she were

herself. Going back to

had returned

was probably afraid that Davin might start

that Sheila had returned. Both Davin and the Seet Group needed

started to roll out

surrounding Daphne’s

asked anxiously, “Juan, do you

has a voice-altering function. Even if Mommy and Daddy were to listen to

out her tongue, feeling

was Maya’s voice cursing her out, she might

wait to

quiet as a mouse. He spotted an inconspicuous location and hid the Bluetooth device there

children and gave them a thumbs-up sign to signal that

as they flicked the ‘on’ switch on the Bluetooth device, a smile

was sitting in

maids whom she had sent to torment Nicole and the little beastlings had promised to stick those children

glanced at the clock. It was

stick that wretched Nicole into a

to discipline that family of losers

a smile appeared on her face. Just as she raised her teacup to her lips,

froze in shock, wondering if she had heard wrongly. The voice belonged to that of a middle-aged woman, but aside from Lady Musgrave, there wasn’t another

ignored it and took