Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

“He promised to give me an explanation. How could he let them go?”

“Ma’am, Sir did instruct us to let them leave. Without his blessing, no one could have gone out of the estate in the middle of the night.”

After hearing that, Portia stood up and stormed toward Stephen’s study.

At the same time, knowing his wife would come for him, the man intentionally waited in his study.

Stepping into the room, Portia demanded an explanation from Stephen with a frigid expression.

“Stephen, you have to give me and Daphne an explanation as promised!”

“Asking them to leave is the best way to handle this,” Stephen said in a steady tone with his eyes fixed on Portia.

It sounded like he had contemplated these words for some time.

The woman snorted loudly with indignance. “They hurt Daphne, yet you allowed them to leave just like that. How is this the best way to handle this matter? Stephen, I don’t agree!”

anticipated that Portia would

spoke sternly, “Don’t you already know why the

trying to say by

we look into this matter, we’ll find that Daphne was the one who started it. She brought this upon herself!”

a pang of disappointment as she

sided with her and her kids so blatantly and even released them in the middle of the night. Doesn’t that mean my request

even let her and the kids enter the tea room which even I’m not allowed in. Have you fallen

slammed the

why do you treat

even though I know full well that she isn’t Rosalie. For some unknown reason, I feel close to Nicole, but it’s

his eyes glinted with an inscrutable emotion. Portia balled up her fists, taking his silence as his admission of

her somewhere so he can cheat on me. When the opportunity arises, he’ll probably be so smitten with her and make her the duchess. Stephen Musgrave, I’ve been with you for years but you never loved me. While

at his back for a moment before

watched her leave while sighing

this is the

come true. Things turned out