Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Evan remained silent.

He raised a brow and threw a look at the maids, who nodded in understanding. Entrusting the rest into his servants’ hands, he held Nicole’s hand and led her upstairs.

Levant’s angry demands could be heard behind them. “What do you think you’re doing? Let go of me! I can leave on my own! I said, let go of me!”

As he was whisked away from the living room, Levant shouted one last time towards Evan, “I’ll remember this, Evan Seet! You better watch your back!”

Nicole glanced back at Levant as they made their way upstairs. For a moment, she felt somewhat bad for him.

“Do you really have to do it this way? He’s your cousin, your mother’s nephew, after all… “ she asked while looking up at Evan.

“You’re speaking up for him?”

Evan’s reply sounded nonchalant, but she could tell there was a subtle hint of jealousy.

She kept quiet. She didn’t want him to end up doing something reckless out of jealousy. It’s best to not say anything more and risk provoking him further.

“If we showed him hospitality, he’ll come here everyday,” he added.

Only then she understood why Evan did that. He was trying to prevent Levant from crossing his boundaries.

It would indeed become a nuisance if he really were to show up everyday.

guess it’s better that way then. She quietly

an approving smile at him and raised

the winery, Levant’s face put on a

could tell that he’d undoubtedly had an awful time at the Imperial

up to him. “You’re back early! Didn’t they invite you

warning glare as he

followed closely behind. “You’ve been

had only

Didn’t you intoxicate yourself and throw yourself into someone’s arms in the middle of the night? You

of horror paled her

must’ve been someone from the Imperial Garden who

could it

would have so mercilessly exposed the ugly truth about

she questioned without hiding the rising

moment, he had an idea. If he were to pin the blame on the man she liked, perhaps it would help extinguish all the adoration

That way, it could help her let

decided to make the duke a

the very man you liked, who said it himself,” he uttered plainly as he entered the room and slammed the door shut

stood on the same spot, flustered by what she had heard. It

simply told such a

sudden chill shot through her body. It felt as if a big, ugly scar on her body had been exposed to the entire world, and it had become the center of attention that had drawn criticisms from everybody. She felt suffocated. She rubbed her palms together as