Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 619

If Sir Musgrave had the intention to acknowledge Nicole as his daughter, it was unlikely that he would give up on it.

It’s best to leave this place; the sooner the better.

Ever since Daphne was sent away, Levant had been feeling quite disquieted.

Noticing that Levant was disturbed, his subordinate came forward and reminded him, “Mr. Levant, judging from the way the duke paid attention to Ms. Lane, I think he is well aware that Ms. Lane is his biological daughter.”

“So?” Levant mumbled.

“So, when the duke passes his title to Ms. Lane and Evan Seet, you’re going to be left with nothing!”

“Do you think he would pass the title to me?”

Will he really forgo the father-and-son bond that we have shared all these years?

He was taken back to the estate when he was very young. The duchess had been telling him that he would inherit everything within his sight, and that he would be a duke in the future; the master of the estate.

This concept had been ingrained in his mind.

All these years, he had been working toward becoming a wise duke.

All of a sudden, he was told that somebody would replace him. Everything that he had been working for no longer belonged to him.

It was as if fate had played a cruel trick on him. I would not succumb to fate!

Even though we’re not related by blood, I’ve been calling him my father all these years. Does he have no regard for my feelings?

“Mr. Levant, I’m afraid I have to say that it’s wishful thinking on your part. Didn’t you hear Sir Musgrave outside of his study the last time? Sir Musgrave is looking for his daughter so that he could compensate her by passing the title to her! You’re not his biological son. It’s impossible that he would pass it on to you.”

“I heard that Nicole is getting discharged soon. We’ll see how it goes then.”

If the duke is really asking Nicole and Evan to inherit the estate, and disregarding my feelings by doing so, then there’s no need for me to consider the bond between us.

“Mr. Levant, we have to plan for the worst.”

“Don’t worry. I know what to do.”

His subordinate did not say anything further and retreated to one side.

At night.

Evan went back to the ward. “We’re leaving tomorrow. I’ll accompany you back to the estate to bid farewell,” he said.

The two women who were scheming against her had received due retribution.