Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 509

Last night, he was obviously sent away.

Quickening her pace, she hastily walked into the living room. She saw that the person beside Maya was indeed Yoda, thus proving beyond all doubts that her eyesight was not impaired!

Damn, I have just sent him off last night and he dares to come back today?

Is he genuinely trying to taunt me?

Did he take her words as mere passing winds?

How despicable!

Rushing over and standing in front of Yoda, Nicole glared at him fiercely and questioned, “Who asked you to come back?”

Yoda glanced at each of the four children in front of him, wondering who he should push under the bus.

Maya?

Juan?

Kyle?

Yoda coughed and gazed at Nina.

Nicole turned her head and followed his gaze. Zeroing in on Nina, her expression sank as she blurted out, “Nina! Are you the one who asked him to come back?”

Nina was speechless. Obviously, it was their brilliant idea which they cooked up together. Why was she the one shouldering the blame now?

Rolling her eyes, she looked at Juan with an unspeakable expression.

“Juan, so it’s you?”

Huh?

The blame was shifted so suddenly and had now landed on him.

Juan crossed his arms as his clear eyes took a round trip before landing on Kyle.

Kyle had expected Juan to direct his gaze at him. Hence he was fully prepared to own up.

Out of the blue, Maya, whose mouth was full of cheese, suddenly stood up.

“Mommy, I want Yoda to stay. Don’t you send him away, okay?”

Nicole looked intently at Maya, then glanced at the rest of her children.

Among these cubs, Maya was the honest one. Even though she did not want to disappoint Maya, she had her principles and should stick to her word.

“Maya, it is not good for Yoda to stay. Let him go, okay? Mommy will find you all a new play buddy tomorrow.”

Maya rubbed her plump little hands gingerly as her dark eyes turned around. A bright idea suddenly popped into her head as she steadied herself to put her brilliant notion into motion.

Plonking herself to the floor, she opened her mouth and started to wail. Tears streamed down her cheeks like a curtain of rain.

“Maya, get up. The floor is cold,” advised Nicole.