Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

“Levant,” Daphne called out.

Her gaze fell on Levant before shifting to Nicole. Immediately, it turned malicious.

Levant looked at the woman beside her and greeted. “Mom!”

Nicole studied the middle-aged woman, who still looked great for her age. She was fair and curvaceous; her figure clad in a delicate dress.

“Nicole, meet Lady Portia Musgrave.”

At his words, Nicole bowed down politely. “Lady Musgrave.”

Portia glanced at Nicole and concluded she didn’t like the latter.

After all, Nicole had moved into the Musgrave family’s estate suddenly. It must be because she was after their family’s wealth and status.

“Not everyone can move into the Musgrave Estate. Stop bringing any peasant home.”

Peasant? Is she talking about me?

How rude is that.

Nicole looked up at a stern Portia. Daphne, who was standing behind the duchess, was looking at her triumphantly.

friend. Please

back to me over

how

with him. She shot

stared at their retreating backs as

night, I accused Sir Musgrave of being an intruder. Today, I met Lady Musgrave who seems to despise me. This family and

who my birth father is

mom’s words to

“It’s fine.”

After all, it’s obvious Lady Musgrave won’t approve of Levant

Sir Musgrave last night. Both Sir and Lady Musgrave

a

spoke, “Levant, I have a question for

“What is it?”

Daphne likes you. Isn’t she your

to face her. “You’re right.

her cousin, but she still wants to marry you. Aren’t the two of you

so the latter should be her aunt. They are obviously

Levant said nothing.

glanced at him. As he seemed troubled, she didn’t

Levant told her he had to go back to