Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

“Mommy, we want Yoda to eat together with us.”

“…”

Hrmph, these rascals are indeed cashing in on the opportunity and pushing the limits.

If I don’t agree to it…

Training her eyes on all of them, Nicole felt that if she did not agree to their request, someone would be throwing another tantrum on the floor again.

Forget it. No matter which one, all of them were her flesh and blood after all.

Since they were all children, she would settle the scores with Yoda.

I’ll wait for him to run away with his tail tucked between his legs before I properly teach these brats a lesson.

“Sure, Mommy agrees.”

“That’s great! Mommy is the best!”

“Yoda, we can have a meal together once again.”

Maya grinned. After all, Yoda would put food on her plate and even feed her his own portion of shrimps, just like Daddy.

During the dinner, Yoda was taking care of the children as he was eating. While eating, Nicole was contemplating on how to get rid of this shameless and scheming man with unpredictable motives. Perhaps the best way was to make him leave on his own volition?

to find Yoda’s weakness first before I make

warily from time to time. From her thoughtful look coupled with her occasional glances in his

was she so

a walk. The other three lined up

the opportunity to secretly inspect the place

hygienic and tidy

and began to

were no different from

a drawer, she opened it quietly. Looking through the content carefully, she found that only daily

she was about to close the drawer, suddenly a box caught

“What is this?”

which was about the size

in her hand and shook it gently a

require a passcode

tried a few random possible passcodes that she could come up with. Failing each time, she conceded that she would not be able to open the

spotted. Seeing no one around, she took advantage of the situation and snatched the

to sneak it back so she

to her room,

her stolen loot tightly in her arms like a mouse, she hoped fervently

box in her closet, she

“Mommy!”