Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 1882

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!”

“I don’t agree with that notion, Sheep. I want to build an underground grave— No wait, I mean underground palace—”

“Did you all hear that? Even he thinks his underground palace is a grave. Do you really want to support him?”

“No!” The first to speak up was Sophia.

Davin stared at his mother with a flabbergasted look. “What do you mean? Are you going to support Sheep? I’m your son, Mom. You can’t—”

“It’s because you’re my son that I don’t want you to do this! I’ll be casting my vote to Sheila!”

Sheila was overjoyed when she heard that. “Thank you, Mom! Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you’ll get your favorite role and let you have fun being a movie star. You’re going to be popular!”