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?"

he's still

the news of Theo being single was

"Hmph."

was endlessly buoyed by

en

cut of his suit. There's just no

even start.

hunk with double

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gigolo. Comparing them is just insulting to

when I can

certainly hear those remarks and turned to find Ilsa smiling smugly at her. Theo was clearly her son, and he had come

it was all Frank's fault-he had to embarrass her so thoroughly

snapped on the spot, she instead quietly said, "Helen, why don't you head

that, she turned to leave, refusing

had already

for him to

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