Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Tiffany was confused. Did she just say that he was dumped by someone? So it means she isn’t his wife?

She felt a weight lifted off her chest.

“He’s a good man. I believe a better woman awaits him somewhere,” she replied calmly.

Avril stared at her intently. A sudden idea emerged in her head. “Look, why don’t you take this opportunity to give him some comfort? Who knows… Maybe he would take a liking to you instead.”

Tiffany froze for a split second. Her heart skipped yet another beat. She collected herself and let out a self-mocking laugh. “You must be joking. To have me do something like that, is like asking a strand of wild grass on the dirt to approach a star in the sky.”

“It’s good that you have some self-awareness.” Avril shrugged. “But why belittle yourself like this? Won’t you consider if there’s actually a chance for you to turn your life around and reach for your happiness?”

My happiness…

She wanted so much to be able to own a house, a place where she could call home. A home where she could live with someone whom she would love and would love her in return. That would be what she called an ideal life of happiness.

But from where she came from and where she was now, she was certain that she couldn’t just be with any man she wanted.

Levant, for one, was someone too far out of her reach.

one to do that,” Tiffany said and handed out a gold-colored card with both hands. “This is his card. Please help me return it to him,

return it to him with yourself. Don’t ask

Tiffany’s request before she could even finish

this faint glow, like a little spark of light that shone gently in the midst of darkness. Somehow, her character and the way she carried herself would make anyone with her feel secured. This woman seemed like a considerable option for Levant despite the difference

the midair for a second. Then, she withdrew them slowly,

questioned her in the beginning, then turned around

she

her. It’d be better than seeing him so bullheadedly fixated on Nicole. Thus, she decided to intervene a little as his

Knock! knock!

almost two minutes before

plainly when

return this to you. I’ll transfer a partial payment every month along with interest, until all that I’ve owed you is

need for you to

in need of money,” she answered firmly. “But I won’t have peace if I were to just receive

a second. “It is up to you then. Is there anything else I can

together hesitantly. With a deep breath, she mustered her courage. “You’ll eventually find someone better one day, someone who likes you!” she blurted and then left right

curved up into a wry smile. There was