Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

“Sophia!”

A cry sounded, and a woman suddenly burst in, rushing up to hold Sophia’s arm. “Sophia, I’m Avril, Murphy’s daughter.”

Sophia instantly sized Avril up. She had only been back at Wicked Palace for a short while – she had not gotten the chance to meet the rest of Murphy’s family.

When Sophia left Wicked Palace, Avril had just been born. The woman smiled happily at Avril because she had never expected to see her niece come running to her.

“What a beautiful young lady you’ve grown into now, Avril! Why don’t you go head back with me?”

“I can’t, Sophia.” Avril turned to glance at Stephen shyly. “My love is here, so I’m not going anywhere unless he goes with me.”

Portia, who was standing beside Stephen, burst in flames when she heard Avril’s words.

She could not believe that the woman would dare to gesture at Stephen with that suggestive glance in front of everyone.

Am I a joke to her?

confessing to you again, Stephen! Go, tell

she was unsure of who the duchess was referring to. Besides Portia herself, Sophia was the closest in age

not talking about me,

when Sheila approached

fallen

old as Murphy! Why would Avril

how Avril looked at Stephen and soon realized that her niece was indeed

Does Murphy know?

demanded impatiently, “Say something,

Stephen turned to Avril and noticed her looking at him with

Avril promised herself that she would give up everything to follow Stephen like a moth to a flame if he

of passion as she looked expectantly at the

you that it’d be great to have a daughter like you, so would you like to be my

like a bucket of cold water on the woman,

to be your

hand. “Stephen will be like a father to you, and you’ll be a