Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Chapter 1882 Casting Votes

When Sheila finished, she bowed earnestly. Nina was the first to clap.

Davin was a bit pissed off. She had been trying to canvass more votes during the day. Why does she have to stomp on me like this?

He countered, “What I want is to build an underground palace that’s basically a big, special entertainment zone. There’s nothing that screams bad luck about it.”

“The term underground palace has been used as an alternate name for graves in the past. Only dead people live underground, which is why it’s bad luck,” Sheila disagreed.

“How is it bad luck? I made so much money with Steven’s underground palace! Why aren’t you claiming that the money is bad luck too?”

“You only made that much money with Steven’s underground palace because you were a good salesman. Your guests gave you money because they were curious. Once the novelty wore off, no one would go to a place like that anymore. You’re a healthy man that’s still alive, Davin. Can’t you just build a place that’s under the sunlight instead of underground? Why do you want to stay beneath the ground so badly? You’ll be staying there forever in a couple of decades anyway!”

with that notion, Sheep. I want to build an underground grave— No wait,

he thinks his underground palace is a grave. Do you really

to speak up was

look. “What do you mean? Are

don’t want you to do this! I’ll

I’ll make sure you’ll get your favorite role and let you have fun being a movie star. You’re going to

“I’ll be waiting!”

“Who are you going to vote for, Dad? Mom’s already voted against me. How about you

after thinking about it, I realize I have no interest in movies or showing up on the big screen. Besides, she has no experience in movie-making. At

Davin stared

I think she’ll be giving us an opportunity to try something new. I like her plan, which is why

and declared, “I’ll cast my vote for Uncle Davin because I believe it’s not easy for him to start a business he really wants at his