Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Levant’s eyes lit up the moment he saw Nicole with her makeup on. “Nicole, you are so pretty.”

Nicole’s lips curled up. “Let’s go.”

The two of them left the estate and came to a high-class mall. Nicole beheld everything in a newborn’s wonderment. She figured that she had lost all of her memory, as she could not recall coming to that mall before.

She turned to face Levant. “I used to visit places like this?”

She reckoned that she probably used to frequent such premium places as she was the daughter of a duke.

Levant smiled a little. “Yes, we used to come here a lot.”

Nicole supposed that she must have really liked Levant a lot before she lost her memory. If not, why would she accompany Levant to the mall so much?

“Do you see anything that you like? I’ll buy all of them for you.”

Levant held a smoldering gaze at Nicole. She lowered her head in awkwardness. “It’s fine. I have everything at the estate. I don’t need anything. Let’s just walk around.”

The two of them left the mall and went to a café nearby.

While Levant went to buy some coffee and desserts, Nicole found a quiet corner and sat down.

But seconds after she settled into her seat, a guy appeared in front of her. His eyes made direct contact with hers.

It made her feel uneasy. She asked him quizzically, “Sir, is there anything I can help you with?”

Sir?

froze in his

only is she going out with Levant but now she addresses me as

is this woman

fuss

you angry

Nicole was dumbfounded.

knows my

understand a single thing out of the guy’s

at him as though he

really angry with me—so angry that she’s pretending not to know

mistaken me for someone else. I don’t think we

whether the stranger in front of her had mistaken her for somebody else. After all,

as to how the guy

him up and found the stranger quite a handsome man. She always thought that Levant was the most good-looking man on the planet, but he was now

wondered if the handsome stranger had gone under the knife since plastic

questioningly.

into itself.

wryly. “I am so sorry! I shouldn’t have asked you a question like that. Even though you have gone under the knife to look

too

that out of his mother’s womb, he would certainly make