Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 695

Does she have any inkling about my name?

The next moment, Evan could hear Nicole sighing. “Sigh, what a waste to your beautiful name!”

Nicole’s words put out the light in Evan’s peepers.

It seemed that Nicole did not find Evan’s name familiar at all.

However, Evan still had faith that one day Nicole would remember him, or at least his name.

He swore that even if she couldn’t restore her memory in the near future, he would never leave her.

“Why are you taking apart my swing?” Nicole’s interrogation disrupted Evan’s thoughts.

Evan turned around and pointed to a spot nearby that had more sunshine.

“If I move the swing there, you’ll be able to get your daily dose of sunshine even in the late afternoon.”

Nicole casted a doubtful gaze at Evan.

Tsk, there you go again. Don’t think I don’t know that this is just part of your plan to win my heart! No way I’m going to let you have any of the Musgrave’s fortune! Nicole promised herself to not fall for such gimmicks.

He must have disregarded everything I said! Does he really think he can fool me that easily?

“Whatever you are trying to do, it’s all nothing to me! I know what you do for a living. You please women in hope that they will take you in. Pft, I am not a woman who will fall prey to a man like you. The only feeling I have for you is disgust!”

Evan scrunched his brows. He was taken aback by Nicole’s speech.

He never thought that even after she had suffered a memory loss, she still had a sharp tongue. In fact, she seemed to have gotten better at the fine art of insulting.

“That’s all your assumptions.”

Evan turned around to continue his work once he sputtered his reply.

Wow, even when his true motive has been uncovered he can still be so chill? You’ve got a pretty thick skin, eh?

Alright, fine!

Let’s see how long you can keep up with this act!

“So, what do you think? Which of the fields are you more interested in?”

Suddenly, Nicole could feel a crushing pressure descending on her.

However, as she was still in the midst of contemplating, the doors of the study were pushed open.

Portia Ankins rushed into the room.

“I just went back to stay with the Ankins for a few days and she’s already moved in?”

Portia glared at Nicole like the latter was a thorn in her flesh. Her strong aversion towards Nicole was unsettling.

After losing her memory, Nicole couldn’t remember her history with Portia and Daphne Ankins. Naturally, she did not understand why Portia was so hostile towards her.

Stephen stared at Portia and slowly explained, “Nicole is my daughter, and you are aware of it. On the other hand, I now know that Levant is Murphy Morris’ son. You may stay here, or return to the Ankins family. You can even move to the Wicked Palace if you want to. It’s all up to you—as long as you don’t hurt Nicole.”

Portia’s face darkened. “There is nothing between me and Murphy.’