Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Evan didn’t understand what her gaze meant. He furrowed his brows and looked at her in puzzlement. “You have nothing to say? Because I’ve exposed you?”

“Well, I have nothing to say to you, but you owe me money.”

Evan didn’t get what she meant.

Nicole put her hands out and demanded angrily, “Pay me for my translation service!”

Oh? So she’s asking me to pay her back.

It’s only a few thousand. Is she that desperate?

Why did she insist on moving out, then? She needs money to rent a house!

“You can afford rent, right? The money is nothing to you.”

“Even if I can afford to buy an airplane, you need to pay me the money! I earned it myself, so you must pay me,” Nicole demanded.

She knew it would be hard to get the money from him after she had moved out.

Besides, she didn’t want to return and see him with Sylphiette.

She decided it was time to go on their separate ways.

Evan gazed at her wordlessly for a long time before commenting, “You look like a shrew when you’re asking for money.”

when you refuse

smirk. He turned and left without saying

he’s refusing to give

huff, Nicole hurried forward and stopped him

Mr.

will! Can’t

that, he continued

his back and mused, Is he going to bring me my

wait for

hour

his room, but he had already driven

left?

wants me to wait for real! Damn, I’ve wasted half

the more upset she was. Nicole nagged all the way back to the rear house and told

at the news. She knew Evan didn’t like her, and she hated Sylphiette,

to leave. She pouted

Evan bought her yummy food and made a wreath for her. If I leave, I can’t be with Daddy anymore. I

you

Davin, who nodded at her. But he also thought

will you really

Will I leave him?