Even after Frank explained himself, Ilsa Mendy was laughing loudly from the crowd, even clapping. "Amazing! That's a gigolo for you... how quick he is, crafting a lie out of nowhere!"

"Hahaha..."

While Gina and Helen were left taken aback, a greasy-haired youth strode out of the crowd and snorted at Frank.

He had the look of a successful businessman and scoffed at Frank. "I've seen many gigolos like you. You obviously squandered Ms. Lane's money elsewhere while spending two grand on some cheap suit just to go through the motions." "Who are you?" Frank frowned at the man.

"Theo Whiteson. I'm the deputy CEO of Pearson Group after graduating with two PhDs."

Theo raised his chin further even as he sneered at Frank. "I've always despised deceitful men like you, and now you've even embarrassed Ms. Lane. Honestly, why are you still here?"

The women around were all looking at Theo worshipfully after he stepped out.

"It's Mr. Whiteson!"

"Yeah, I didn't expect him to show up here!"

"He's the most famous man here in Norsedam. Pearson Group spent over a billion to recruit him!"

"Gosh, just look at how handsome he is... He must have plenty of suitors, right?"

heard that he's still single at

Theo being single

"Hmph."

buoyed by the

en

look at Mr. Whiteson and the cut of his suit. There's

don't even start. On

hunk with

е

1.00

à leech and a gigolo. Comparing them is just insulting

I wonder when I can meet Mr. Whiteson in private..." "You're dreaming,

to find Ilsa smiling smugly at her. Theo was clearly her son,

was all Frank's fault-he had

almost snapped on the spot, she instead quietly said,

that, she turned to leave, refusing to look Frank's

already acknowledged

for him to

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