Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Chapter 1376 Change

Is it because I was getting too close to Nina?

But I’m just doing someone a favor. I have to keep my promise!

“You’ve misunderstood, Mrs. Seet. I’ve never thought of wanting Ms. Nina to favor me.”

“You did so many things when you ‘never thought of it.’ Wouldn’t Nina have fallen for you if it was actually your intention, then?”

He was at a loss for words after hearing that.

Meanwhile, John took a glance at Nicole and then at Stephen. Walking toward the latter, he muttered, “You might not know this, but Ms. Nina is someone who has always placed great value in relationships. If you want to be with her, settle your own matters first. And if you don’t want to be with her, please keep a distance from her. Don’t show her how capable you are or how gentle and considerate you can be. It’ll only give people the wrong impression.”

Hearing that, Stephen’s face darkened.

“Think about it. Don’t you think what I said makes sense? People should know their limits when interacting with others. This is the basis of keeping the peace between many relationships. Don’t you know that it’s a disaster if people get too close?” John continued.

silent for a while before finally speaking. “I understand what you’re

girlfriend, and I hope that

I’ll head back to work

“All right.”

in a deep breath once he left the president’s office. For the rest of the afternoon, he

John had said earlier, but he still felt hesitant. Why am I

no destination in mind. Feeling irritated by his chaotic thoughts, he subconsciously drove

the window and stared at the busy

time here at this bar. Back then, he was the one who

what she was wearing, and how panicked she had been. It was as if the memory was engraved

second time he met Nina at Seet Group. Memories

could remember each

heart was

at his chest before a bitter smile surfaced on his face. “Is it me or you? Have I fallen for her, or are

received was a gentle breeze flowing in from outside and caressing

was starting to get frustrated after a moment of silence. He mumbled, “It’s you. Not me. It’s

his eyes, he tightened his grip on the steering wheel as he tried to push all his memories of

sped away in his car as he