Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo Chapter 1564

“I asked you to request for fifty million, but how much did you ask instead?”

“Five hundred million.”

“Why did you ask for five hundred million?” Davin gritted his teeth in anger.

Harry laughed naively. “I assumed that you would give me two hundred thousand if you got fifty million. Then, wouldn’t you give me four hundred thousand if you got a hundred million? And so you would give me two million if I manage to get five hundred million. Mr. Davin, don’t be stingy with two million. The two million I’m asking for can’t even compare to the five hundred million you’ll be getting.”

“Your greed ruined my plan. I didn’t even dare to ask for five hundred million. How dare you?”

“Tell me. Perhaps your family owns a gold mine? Or is your father a wealthy millionaire?”

Stunned by Davin’s question, he looked at Davin hesitantly. “Mr. Davin, I-I simply wanted a bit more.”

“Wanted a bit more? Did you think what you asked for is simply a bit more? You-! Whatever! I don’t want to waste my breath with you. Go inside and negotiate for fifty million. If you’re successful, then I’ll let this matter go. If not, I’ll have you be a gigolo and get my money back with you entertaining those wealthy women.”

mind. Worried his body wouldn’t be able to withstand the torture from those women and ruined his body. He couldn’t let that happen because he didn’t have a wife yet. He still needed to pass on his family line,

the knot in his throat. “I’ll negotiate with him. I’ll do it now, and I’ll get it done

expect to get

and realized his words made sense. “Understood, Mr. Davin. I’ll make sure to

for the room. Once he reached the

snorted, “What? Are you planning to kill me because I didn’t agree

a state. Haven’t you bragged about how ten million

him. “I did brag about ten million, but that’s

let’s talk. You considered five hundred million to be too much while I considered ten million to be too little. How about we each

eyes at his suggestion. “I

“Eighty million?”

“I don’t have that

“Sixty million.”

Desmond retorted determinedly, “Nope!”

knew Desmond wouldn’t

hand with the dagger and stabbed into Desmond’s thigh ruthlessly.