Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 102

John was stunned and his expression soured. Shouldn’t the relationship between Ms. Tussaud and Mr. Seet be improving? Why did things end up this way?

“Mr. Seet, please reconsider. Even if the Lane Corporation was meant to close down, you shouldn’t implicate Ms. Tussaud…”

Nicole frowned. Close down the Lane Corporation? Does this mean Evan wants to target the Lane Corporation next? Even so, what has that got to do with me?

“John, you’ve worked for me for quite some time. Surely you know Ms. Tussaud’s real identity?”

John was taken aback by this and replied, “Mr. Seet, you started a search for a certain Ms. Lane four years back and placed a reward in the range of millions for whoever that found her. Even though you never said it outright, I knew that Ms. Tussaud was Ms. Lane some time ago…”

As expected of Evan’s personal secretary. He guessed my identity a long time ago! Ever since my pregnancy, I’ve cut all ties with the Lane family. All these years, I haven’t had any ongoings with them at all. The Lane family can go bankrupt for all I care! They have nothing to do with me!

Nicole’s doubts were soon answered by Evan.

He tapped the table gently and turned around to stare in the direction of Nicole’s location. He then explained slowly, “Then you should know that my goal is to put the blame for the fall of Lane Corporation on Nicole. That way, I can get Zane, her father, to teach her a lesson and act like a proper father. Isn’t that killing two birds with one stone?”

Nicole’s face fell.

She did not want to be involved in the Lane family’s matters. If Evan pushed the blame onto her, even if Zane remained silent, her stepmother, Sylvia, and her stepsister, Sylphiette, would never let her off!

Darn! Evan is skillfully giving my enemies an excuse to do me in!

“You son of a b*tch!” Nicole cursed. She leaned backward and hit her head against a bookshelf, dislodging a book. The sound of the book hitting the ground caught Evan and John’s attention.

“What’s that?” John inquired.

Evan smirked, “Probably just a rodent.”