Mistaking The CEO For A Gigolo Chapter 1888


    Chapter 1888 Spiked My Fruit Wine


    “You want to see the script first?”


    Nicole felt that Evan was taking it too seriously since it was merely a cameo role. Yet, Evan insisted


    that he had to see the script first before he could tell whether it was suitable for her.


    After dinner, he phoned She and inquired about the cameo role, even asking her to send the script


    over.


    When he had received the script, he ordered the maid to brew a pot of quality tea. Then, he sat in the


    study room with Nicole and went over the cameo scenes in detail, from beginning to end.


    It wasn’t until after ascertaining that there were no intimate scenes and scenes he took issue with did


    he agree to Nicole ying the role.


    He even wittingly dered, “This is a positive character that won’t cause any adverse effects on your


    image and that of the hospital, so you won’t be condemned after the filming. As such, I think you can


    y this role.”


    At his agreement, Nicole was on cloud nine. Still, she remarked, “Kyle is managing Seet Group while


    you’re helping me to manage Bernian Hospital. However, I’m using part of my time to film a movie.


    Don’t you think the division ofbor in our family is a touch messy?”


    “It’s okay as long as you like it. It’s rare to encounter something of interest in life, so just do it if you like


    it lest you have regrets.”


    “You’re too good to me!”


    “I don’t dare im any other aplishment, but when ites to pampering one’s wife, I’m the best


    among all!”


    Touched by Evan’s words, Nicole couldn’t help shing him two thumbs up,plimenting his


    pompous attitude. In fact, he was the epitome of a domineering president.


    “Okay, let’s go to bed.”


    “Evan, since you’re so good to me, I don’t mind giving you a free acupoint massage.”


    “Is it a full-body massage?” Evan quipped.


    Casting him a nce, Nicole nodded with a smile.


    “Okay! Then, shall we go and shower?”


    The two of them looked at each other with affection in their eyes. Evan stood up and took Nicole’s


    hand. No sooner had they exited the study room than they heard a cry from the living room downstairs,


    disrupting their interest in enjoying a shower together.


    “It’s Maya. What’s wrong with her?” Concern was etched all over Nicole’s face.


    “I heard from Nina that she went to the Simpson residence for dinner with Wilbur. So, she’s home


    now?”


    “Let’s go and have a look.”


    When the two of them arrived downstairs, they were greeted by the sight of Maya sitting on the couch,


    giggling away. She looked as though she had lost her mind.


    “What’s wrong with our daughter?” Evan scrutinized Maya.


    “Don’t tell me she suffered a blow at the Simpson residence?”


    They both hurried over to inquire about the situation. Clocking the concern on her parents’ faces, Maya


    stoppedughing andposed herself. “I’m fine, Mommy. I was just too gleeful that I couldn’t help


    laughing aloud.”


    “What is it that you’re so happy about?” Evan questioned.


    “Daddy, do you know of Wilbur’s stepmother? She’s a cunning fox. Today, she added something to the


    fruit wine meant for me. Fortunately, Wilbur’s aide saw it, so he swapped our sses. In the end…


    Haha…”


    “What happened in the end? What did she add to your fruit wine?”


    “Exactly! Stopughing and tell us, quick!”


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    “Mommy, I can’t helpughing when I recall her behavior then. Guess what? She actually spiked my


    fruit wine with an aphrodisiac! In the end, she suddenly… suddenly hugged Wilbur’s father midway


    through dinner, kissing and mauling him.


    Then, she even tried to yank his clothes off. They’ve already been married for such a long time and are


    up in years, yet she publicly lost control…”


    While giggling, Maya continued, “Even the maids couldn’t bear to witness that scene. Her biological


    son, Nichs, couldn’t pull her off Wilbur’s father, and thetter couldn’t push her off him no matter


    how much strength he exerted. She even ripped off his shirt buttons and clung to him like a mangy dog.


    It was indeed a grapple between man and woman, but it was the woman forcing herself onto the man.


    Oh God, it was simply hrious! If the paparazzi snapped any pictures, it’d definitely be the scandal of


    the century! Wilbur’s father was so panicked, and his face went as ck as thunder. Ah, what a pity


    that you didn’t behold that scene! It was really too much!”