Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo
Chapter 512

Nicole opened her eyes. Her whole body felt like it had been run over by a steamroller during the night.

Struggling to sit up, her eyes suddenly widened in shock.

She had obviously fallen asleep in her pajamas the previous night. Why on earth was she stark naked now?

As Nicole inspected her body carefully, she realized that not only was she naked, but she was also littered with bruises here and there.

The bruised marks from last time had not completely disappeared, yet this time…

How did these marks come about? Where did they appear from?

She sat there dumbfounded and tried her best to recall what had happened last night. Yet after racking much of her brain, she could not remember.

Scanning her room meticulously inch by inch, she vaguely evoked a memory of a slight movement in her room just as she was about to fall asleep…

Could someone have sneaked in last night?

Taking a gander around, she could not pinpoint anything unusual. Everything appeared normal and nothing seemed to be out of place. Quickly, she got dressed and scoured the whole room once more, hoping to replace a single sign of abnormality that could justify her suspicion.

Nothing, however, was found.

Once again such an inexplicable thing had happened. She felt like she might be going bonkers – sooner or later.

To prevent that from ever happening, some measures must be taken. A drastic, measure to be exact.

Thinking long and hard, she decided to set up a surveillance system in her own room.

Jumping immediately to that decision, she found a professional who managed to set up the entire system in just one morning.

After that, she got ready to go to her company. Before that, she opened her safe and took out the box that she had pilfered away from Yoda’s room last night.

She was determined to bring the box to a professional lock-picker to crack it open. She believed she would soon replace out what was hidden inside the mysterious box.

Levant Winery.

Levant stood by the window, his eyes wandered off into the distance.

After a long silence, he suddenly turned his head to look at the manager who was standing patiently by his side all the while and asked, “Do you know how to court a lady?”

Courting a lady, huh?

The manager was taken aback, and hurriedly reminded him, “Mr. Levant, usually the ladies are the ones chasing after you. Yet you have indignantly kept your distance. What brings you to come up with this sudden question?”

That’s true.

In the past, there was no lack of heiresses and socialites throwing themselves at him.

Not only was he indifferent towards them all, but if left to his own devices, he would love to kick them all away. Yet today, he actually took the initiative to ask such a question.

He himself had found it incredible as well.

“Mr. Levant, who do you have in mind?”

“Nicole Lane.”

Hearing the name, the manager smiled and mused, “Mr. Levant, I have been wondering for a while which lucky lady has caught your interest. Turns out you have your eyes set upon Ms. Lane.”

“I have genuinely fallen for her. One hundred percent sincere,” Levant declared.

The manager was struck speechless by his heartfelt declaration. Are you for real?

“Go and replace me a love mentor.”

A love mentor.

Since when one needs a strategist in a romantic relationship?

The manager looked at him in disbelieve. Ah, whatever! After pondering for a while, he decided to concentrate on the task at hand. Whether Mr. Levant was sincere or not towards Ms. Lane was not his business. His responsibility was to search for the so-called “love mentor” to assist in the courtship of Ms. Lane as soon as possible.

With the help of an expert, Mr. Levant might achieve his goal sooner than expected!

The manager made many phone calls and put in a lot of effort in his search. Lastly, he settled on the one he felt to be the best amongst a shortlist of selected candidates who claimed to be relationship experts.

“Do you have any idea what I want you to do?”

“Nope, not really,” came the swift yet curious reply.

“From now on, your responsibility is to assist Mr. Levant to help him court the lady he is interested in as swiftly as possible. As long as you help him achieve his goal, he will reward you generously.”

Upon hearing the manager’s words, the man’s eyes lit up as his mind started to dream and fantasize about the generous rewards and piles of cash he would potentially earn off merely giving advices. It seems to be an easy task!

“Don’t worry, I’m an expert in this field. To tell you the truth, I have plenty of field experience too.” The man could not help but boast.

“That’ll be for the best then. Let’s go. Follow me. I’ll bring you to meet Mr. Levant.”

The manager brought the man to meet Mr. Levant. Upon meeting him, Levant scrutinized him from head to toe before deciding that the man looked like a total loser.

Levant could not help but query, “Why did you replace such a person?”

Sensing the discontentment in his voice, the manager quickly explained, “Mr. Levant, this man here is a well-known playboy, a man who has flirted with every possible kind of ladies, and conquered many more; he is a man well-versed in the esteemed art of seduction, the best I could replace on the field.”

Levant hesitated. He still had his reservations. For assurance, he decided to give this man a test.

“So, I hear that you are best in the field.”

The man perked up upon hearing his statement. Full of confidence, he started to explain, “To court a girl, you must first put in the effort to know the girl very well. You must know her likes and her dislikes like the back of your hand. Only then will she be charmed by you, and you’ll conquer her and claim your prize.”