Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

“Let him in.”

“Yes, Mr. Evan.”

Levant entered the living room. With a glimmer in her eyes, Nicole ran towards him. “Levant, I haven’t seen you in a while, and I really miss you.”

“…”

Levant looked at her, confused.

Is Nicole talking to me? Did she really say she missed me?

This statement astonished him more than winning the lottery.

“Levant, what’s the matter? Did you come here to see me?”

Levant returned to his senses and said, “Yes! I came here to see you. How are you?”

Nicole nodded vigorously. She gave Levant a warm welcome and showed him to his seat. She then asked the maid to serve him tea, all the while completely ignoring Evan’s existence.

Levant was pleased to receive such hospitality from Nicole. Although he did not understand the change in Nicole’s attitude toward him, he was truly enjoying every second of this treatment.

the idea of marching over

time, do visit the winery. They included new delicacies to their menu, so you

like the food

next to Nicole and looked down on Levant with his piercing gaze,

gaze, suddenly felt oppressed. Nicole’s warm hospitality was certainly a sharp contrast to Evan’s

found himself wandering between fire and ice. There was Nicole, whose smile was as warm as the spring breeze, but there was also Evan, whose glare

each other. They have never been at odds like they are right now. What happened? Could it be that they are really going through a rough patch? If that’s the case, isn’t this the perfect chance

their actions keenly while silently celebrating this discovery. “Nicole,

now!” Nicole exclaimed, shooting a glare at Evan

face instantly paled. He came to a sudden realization that Nicole’s contrived acts were aimed

she trying

carefully and noticed that she was looking at him with utter disgust. His heart clenched like someone had just stabbed him with a

hatred toward him. He furrowed his eyebrows slightly, lost in

feel a little hungry right now.

“Mr. Seet, you don’t have a problem with that,

and the anger in

dare to look at him. She knew she was contrived! But being contrived was

of clothes then, we can