Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 617

Daphne practically spent two days sulking on her bed. Her emotions were laced with both anger and lingering feelings towards Hector.

She knew that he had other motives. But deep down, she still wanted to be with him despite everything. I’m seriously going crazy, she thought.

She tried to rationalize that she was feeling this way out of spite. It’s because I hate him! And because I want vengeance, I will make him fall in love with me intentionally and make him go through the same torture and betrayal I’ve felt.

But honestly, she knew her logic did not make sense. If she really hated him, she would have let things be a long time ago. All this rationalization was nothing but self-deceit.

The only truth that remained was that she still loved him.

She loved him so much that she had no qualms in taking drastic actions to eliminate her biggest rival, Nicole.

She called out loud, “Can somebody come?”

A servant appeared. “Yes, Ms. Ankins?”

“Get Andy here.”

After a while, the man arrived. He was her trusted aide whom she entrusted him with the following orders – keep an eye out for Nicole at the hospital and find an opportune timing to take her life. If he could make Hector lose his memories, that would be even better.

This way, Hector would belong to no one else but her.

“I can pay you as much as you demand, so long as you execute your mission properly,” said Daphne.

“Don’t worry, Ms. Ankins. I will do my best.”

Andy left Daphne’s room beaming, relishing in the idea that he would soon be a wealthy man. The joy was so overwhelming that he had a definite spring in his step.

That was when he bumped into Jeremy.

Jeremy did his research prior to arriving at the estate. He paid particular attention to Daphne’s room because Evan’s hit list included Daphne and Portia. That was why he was in the area.

Noticing Andy’s peculiar attitude, the astute Jeremy knew that something was up.

He wasted no time in digging out the man’s background information. Then, he proceeded to get the alcoholic drunk. With that, Jeremy managed to get to Andy to spill the beans in the end almost effortlessly.

Daphne’s plan dismayed him. What a terrible woman. I really should teach her a lesson.

Believing Andy’s confession, Levant’s gaze turned menacingly cold. “Daphne, did Aunt Portia mistreat you in any way? She literally treats you like her own daughter. Does your conscience not hurt when you were plotting this?”

“N-No! It’s not that. I didn’t plot anything!” Daphne desperately defended herself.

“Andy went to your room this afternoon, so that means you did communicate something to him.”

At this point, Daphne decided that owning up to her original plan was far better than being accused of plotting her aunt’s death.

And since Nicole was still safe and sound, this meant that her hands were still clean.

“I instructed Andy to go after Nicole! I never told him to hurt Aunt Portia. Uncle Stephen, Levant, you must believe me! I never intended to do anything to Aunt Portia!”

Stephen’s face blackened the moment he heard Nicole’s name.

He could not believe that Daphne wanted to hurt his own daughter. This lady is going to pay for her actions.

Levant was equally surprised and exclaimed, “Daphne, I wouldn’t marry you even if Nicole doesn’t exist! There’s no point going after her!”