Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Maya looked at the closed door and blamed herself. Did I just make the situation worse? Is she going to ignore me forever?

Nina’s door remained closed for the whole afternoon, which made Maya so worried. She finally felt relieved when Nina came out for dinner at night.

Maya made her a fruit platter and some low-fat food. However, the latter insisted on having high-calorie food like desserts and cakes.

Maya had no choice but to prepare the food for her.

After that, she delivered the food to Nina’s room. Looking at the latter gulping down the food, Maya could not stop herself from reminding Nina to slow down. “Nina, please eat slower. I know that you’re unhappy, but you need to take care of your body too.”

Nina ignored her and continued to gobble up the food.

After finishing the food, she handed the empty plate to Maya and lay down on her bed.

Maya sighed helplessly. Why do you have to torture yourself like this for the sake of a man?

At the Seet Group, Nicole looked at the listless employees in the Translation Department and sighed inwardly. Although she was the president’s wife, no one took her seriously as she had been pretending to be a useless employee who only cared about her appearance and nothing else.

were employees who learned makeup

were also employees who learned how to take nice

there were also employees who treated her like a clown in the department. They secretly took her photos and gossiped about

to find out the spy

to play a drama and trick the spy into

male

that, she immediately sent a message

surprised to receive Nicole’s message. He stared at his phone and wondered. What kind of request

He asked: Why?

 Don’t ask so much. I just need

and pondered for a

who were lazing around were shocked by Evan’s sudden appearance. They secretly took a glance

next moment, Nicole stood up and looked

avoiding eye contact with Evan as if she was scared of

by her timid look and scrutinized her carefully. You’re really an unexpectedly good actor! Since when are you afraid of me? You’re always the fierce one at

“What are you doing?”