A gigolo!

Eliana had only interacted with a single gigolo at the Imperial Golden Club.

It was Preston.

How did Gerald get the idea that the children were Preston’s? What on earth was happening?

Maurice’s eyes became bloodshot. The door was knocked as he was ready to ask more questions.

The cops were on the scene.

“Gerald Moran? Where are you? In order to conduct an investigation, we need your assistance. Come out now.”

Everyone’s attention was immediately drawn to Gerald.

“Sir, he is the one.” Maurice cast an uninterested look towards Gerald.

Gerald was handcuffed by two police officers who came forward.

“This is not a joke, Maurice, right?”

Gerald’s wrath faded away, and a profound discomfort gradually surfaced on his face.

He fought back for a moment but was quickly restrained by the cops.

“The firm is under my management. You cannot treat me this way!” Gerald let out a roar that nearly shook the whole room.

corporation is under my control. From this moment, I am

not letting you get away with this

eventually taken away by the cops while

among the

leader change in the blink of an

unable to care for them. He

to confirm whether Gerald’s claims

was

requested Eli’s agent, Inger, to

was

she felt, Eliana didn’t believe it was appropriate to expel the man.

the wig in the living

physically appealing, was quickly won over by his imposing good looks.

“Can you tell me who your dad is?” he murmured to Aileen as he cast a quick look at

want to know my dad?” Aileen’s huge eyes widened in surprise. She said, “My father is the best guy in

conceivable while I’m still here!”

something? My father is more attractive,

her back on Eli, refusing

no idea

as if to ask

before he had

is quite rude of you, young guy. It has nothing to

once

but you could easily get on

wearing an apron when she served the food and asked everyone

table was modest and completely home-cooked, but Eli seemed

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