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

sighed unhappily. “Ms. Sheila went back to help Uncle Davin with his work. She would

Going back to help Davin Seet with his work? As

returned to

probably afraid that Davin might start

Both Davin and the Seet Group

the four children started to roll out their

props to the wall surrounding Daphne’s property, where

in Juan’s hand and asked anxiously, “Juan, do you think

voice-altering function. Even if Mommy and Daddy were to listen to this, they wouldn’t be

out her tongue, feeling a little

the bad woman realized that it was Maya’s voice cursing her out, she might give

to watch the

mouse. He spotted an inconspicuous location and

a thumbs-up sign to signal

to look at each other as they flicked the ‘on’ switch on the Bluetooth device, a

Daphne was sitting in her room, awaiting the good

had sent to torment Nicole and the little beastlings had

the clock. It

managed to stick that wretched Nicole into a sack as

of losers

face. Just as she raised her teacup to

but aside from Lady Musgrave, there wasn’t another woman in the estate who dared to address her by

it and took