Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 588

With Maya’s Hammer to aid her, Maya doubted that anyone would make fun of her behind her back now.

Juan and Kyle looked at her disapprovingly. “Don’t you use it to hit people for real!” They warned, “Or they might get hurt. Even worse, they could end up in the hospital with life-threatening injuries.”

Maya glanced at them before stealing a quick glance in the direction of Nina’s room. With a small laugh, she tore off a piece of the hammer in her hand and stuffed it into her mouth.

“What the—”

The hammer was made of bread!

How did it look so much like the real thing? This was quite amazing.

“Maya, where did you get this from?”

Maya looked at them mysteriously and said in a low voice, “Daddy gave this to me! Don’t the both of you dare tell Nina about this! He even gave me a few more.”

Daddy?

Hmm…Daddy seemed to be a little biased.

Well—at least this would stop Nina from riling up her sister with those offending comments again in the near future.

Nicole prepared an entire table of delicious dishes. The four children gobbled up the food like starved baby wolves.

“Mommy, you make the best food! The food they make at the Musgrave Estate tastes pretty bland to me.”

“If you like my cooking so much, Mommy will cook for you every day.”

The four children nodded happily.

Maya sighed unhappily. “Ms. Sheila went back to help Uncle Davin with his work. She would have enjoyed your cooking if she were here!”

Nicole laughed silently to herself. Going back to help Davin Seet with his work? As if!

It was more likely that she had returned to keep a closer eye on him.

She was probably afraid that Davin might start flirting around with other girls in her absence.

However, it was good that Sheila had returned. Both Davin and the Seet Group needed an assistant urgently.

After dinner, the four children started to roll out their plans.

They dragged their props to the wall surrounding Daphne’s property, where they squatted down to wait.

Maya looked at the Bluetooth transmitter in Juan’s hand and asked anxiously, “Juan, do you think that bad woman could recognize my voice?”

“No. This transmitter has a voice-altering function. Even if Mommy and Daddy were to listen to this, they wouldn’t be able to tell that it’s you.”

Maya stuck out her tongue, feeling a little more assured.

If the bad woman realized that it was Maya’s voice cursing her out, she might give the little one a horrible beating.