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Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 626

He bent over to check, and sure enough, there was a handful of hair lying on the floor before him.

He froze. That’s a lot of hair…am I suffering from hair loss?

But this looks really bad!

He looked at his reflection in the mirror and was shocked to find that his face had turned about three shades darker.

Wait…is my hair losing its color as well?

His heartbeat quickened.

Suddenly, Nicole let out a loud yelp from outside, making him whip his head around to face her. “I…”

What the hell is going on?

“Mr. Seet! You must be seriously ill! Let me check your pulse!” she screeched.

Evan paled at her words. She might be right…there’s no way I could lose so much hair if I had been healthy!

He stuck out his hand obediently, and glanced at her serious expression apprehensively. What if I’m actually ill? She’ll be so worried for me…

Nicole, on the other hand, felt proud of herself as she pretended to check his pulse.

Should I come up with some serious illness to scare him?

Wait…I probably shouldn’t do that…I’ll regret it if it comes true!

“Good news, Mr. Seet. Your illness doesn’t seem to be a serious one,” she said in the end.

“What is it?” Evan asked hurriedly.

Nicole pondered over it for a moment and said, “Why don’t you tell me the places you went just now? It’ll help me in my diagnosis.”

The places I went?

Nicole’s words put Evan on high alert. Is she trying to interrogate me?

Did Levant spike my tea?

I don’t think he would do such a thing…

He decided to stick to his lie. “I went to visit the kids and spent a few minutes with them downstairs. I didn’t go anywhere else.”

“Did you go alone?” she asked.

“That’s right,” he answered, nodding.

Nicole pouted. “You’re lying!”

Huh? Why is she so sure? Evan frowned.

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