Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

“Who is she?”

The unidentified woman spoke up before Sophia could.

Sophia sneered at her. “Who am I? I was just about to ask who you are!” Then, she turned to Jonathan and demanded, “Who is this woman?”

Jonathan’s gaze darkened as he glanced at the woman next to him. “She’s Monica Marston.”

“Monica Marston?” Sophia scoffed before turning to the woman. “What did you call my husband here for?”

Hearing how Sophia emphasized the word “husband,” the woman observed her quickly but chose not to respond to her. Instead, she turned to Jonathan. “Remember our agreement. I’ll be off now.” With that, she left the private room. It was clear she had no intention to bother with Sophia.

What the hell? She’s ignoring me? Sophia fumed in anger.

Are you thinking of running away after getting caught,

tried to grab Monica. “Hey! I’m talking to you! Why aren’t you answering

her back.

back for? Are you trying

talking about? It’s not

You’d better explain every single thing, or I’m done

sigh as his wife

nothing going on between

you think I’m a three-year-old? If there was really nothing between you, why did you meet her behind my back? It has to be because there’s

I came to see her, but it’s not what

be? You’ve been caught red-handed and you’re still trying to

home. I’ll

home. I’ll call both your sons over, and you’re going to explain everything

turned dark upon hearing about Evan and Davin. “No. They can’t

Did you consider this before getting caught? Well, if you had the guts to do it, you’d sure as hell better own up