Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 315

If I have to change who I am now just to get Evan to like me, it would be meaningless.

I can’t turn back the clock and become that little girl again.

But…

“Sylphiette, so what if I can’t become that little girl again? Whatever it is, I sure as hell won’t let you use that identity and get away with it!” shouted Nicole.

Sylphiette was stunned by her words.

If I lose this identity, the Lane family will be doomed!

Who knows what Evan will do to me then!

Davin is going to grill me with more questions, and only Nicole can pull me out of this predicament. How do I persuade her to help me?

Seeing that Nicole had turned around and walked away, Sylphiette decided to take a gamble out of desperation. She quickly chased after Nicole and stopped her.

“Nicole, why don’t we make a deal?” she suggested.

“What deal?” Nicole replied as she scrutinized Sylphiette from head to toe. What is she up to now!

“Haven’t you always wanted to find out how your Mom died? I’ll tell you now,” said Sylphiette.

“You know that?” asked Nicole.

“Of course. No one else knows it better than me,” said Sylphiette.

Meanwhile, back in the living room, Davin looked out the window while he checked his injured leg.

“What’s taking them so long?” he asked.

“Uncle Davin, they should be back soon. Mommy was still talking to that witch when we came in,” said Maya in an adorable tone.

Davin nodded in response. Nicole better be questioning Sylphiette thoroughly about her impersonation!

Sheila turned to look at the extremely cute Maya, then reached out to pass her a small piece of cake.

“Maya, come and have a piece of black forest cake,” she said.

“Wow! My favorite!” Maya exclaimed.

She stuffed the whole piece of cake into her mouth when Sheila suddenly let out a giggle.

“Ms. Sheila, what are you laughing at?” Maya asked.

Without thinking much, Sheila said, “Look at you. You have no neck and no waist. You look just like a natural gas cylinder, but you’re still cute!”

As she reached the corner of the sofa, she got a shock.

Evan was sitting on the very spot of the sofa where she placed the cake tray earlier.

After blinking in confusion a few times, she rushed toward the other side of the sofa and stared at Evan’s buttocks, then her eyes suddenly lit up. It was the edge of the cake tray.

She turned around and asked Evan in a shy tone, “Uncle Evan, did you see any chocolate cake around?”

She stretched out her two chubby arms and held onto her round face while she blinked at him with an adorable expression.

Evan shook his head and said, “No, I didn’t. Do you want to have some cake?”

“Uncle Evan, I-I…” she stammered.

You sat on the cake!

Should I tell him? Would he get angry if I told him?

Seeing how hesitant Maya was in her speech, Evan sensed that she had a craving for cake.

So he said, “If you want, I will get someone to buy cake for you.”