Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

“I should remind you, Mr. Seet, that we are on my estate now. We’re nowhere near the Seet family residence.”

“I know that well. So? Do you have the guts to dance this dance with me?”

Evan was taunting Levant with his words and eye contact. We can’t fight head-on because they have the advantage in terms of number. The only way out is to claim victory with our wits.

A one-on-one battle will make this a fair fight and is our best shot at taking him down. Unfortunately, there is no saying as to whether he will accept the challenge.

Levant shrugged nonchalantly at Evan’s taunts. It’s nothing more than a one-on-one battle. What’s there to be afraid of?

Levant thought about how he would be able to rest well for the rest of his life if he ended up killing Evan.

After Evan dies, maybe I can even figure out a way to get back with Nicole.

“Sure, let’s do this. Do watch your back, Mr. Seet, because I will not be showing you any mercy.”

Evan’s irises constricted upon hearing Levant’s words, and the two men glared at each other. Every spectator on-site stepped back as a chill ran down their spines.

Everyone understood that the battle ahead would be an incredible fight to the death.

“Careful, Mr. Seet,” reminded Jeremy, who couldn’t help voicing up.

took a few steps forward and swung his leg. Levant’s athletic figure

isn’t that move

in the battle was fine. I can

front of Evan, after which the former swung his leg like a tornado and made a heavy

away quickly and stumbled a little before he regained his

had only exchanged “pleasantries” twice, but even that was enough

is all he has? He is so full of himself; he will die for

that was also the precise moment when Evan ambushed the momentarily distracted Levant. Evan faked a retreat before forging ahead at an incredible speed. Before anyone could see what was happening, Evan had already grabbed a shiny blade out of his pocket

my kids hostage

if I were you. You might have won the fight against me, but you won’t be able to leave in one piece, either. We’ll just end up dragging each other to our

you. You owe me a life, and our debt

“Are you sure?”

words prompted Evan to turn around. That was when Evan saw that Levant’s men had already had Stephen

Seet. Kill me if you can’t care less about their deaths. Just remember

Evan couldn’t speak.

thought. It was clear

hold back for our sake, Mr. Seet. Kill the assh*le who tried to murder

Mr. Seet. Kill him.