Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

“Please have some tea.”

“Thank you.”

Levant sat on the old sofa and sipped his tea. This taste… he found it hard to drink as he was not used to it.

He put the teacup down and looked at Tiffany. “I would like to ask you for a favor.”

“What is it?” she asked and added, “Please go ahead. I will help you. You saved my life that day; I owe you a favor.”

He did not beat around the bush, either.

“I need you to cover for me, to temporarily be my girlfriend. Do you understand what I mean by that?”

Temporarily cover for him.

She went silent for a moment. “Yes. Don’t worry, I won’t overthink.”

“Good. I need you to come with me somewhere right now; I will bring you back home later.”

Reluctantly, she looked at the bedroom. “My child is still sleeping. If I leave…”

suddenly burst open. Avril walked in

time. He asked her to take care of the child for the time

getting Levant’s consent for lifetime access to Levant

she wanted at the winery and he could never send her away.

who was sound asleep and murmured,

a proper lady. She would not

nervous, yet she patiently asked Levant what

keep in mind? Or is there anything that I should be aware

for a while. “About your child… Say that your child

Tiffany was startled.

sleeve of her shirt and reminded herself that she was merely posing as his girlfriend.

Residence. When she saw

if she

beside her, she became even more aware of her status. The gap between them was

She asked Levant quietly, “Are there any rules or etiquettes to follow?

of buying her decent clothes occurred

a few hundred at most. Would it seem suspicious to them? However, since they were just a door away at this point, they

worries. This is

relieved after