After Dirvorce I become a SheEO by Vada Weeks

Chapter 512 The Gigolo in Love

There was no response on the other end of the phone. Zayla looked at the still phone screen. One minute, two

minutes… Ten minutes passed. He still didn’t reply. Zayla frowned and sent a question mark. “Wait for a while.”

A little puzzled, Zayla sent another question mark. “I’m still crying.” Seeing these words, Zayla burst out Taughing.

“The gigolo is crying?” He quickly replied, “The macho is in tears.”

Zayla laughed again and replied, “I heard that the macho show in Kovis is very popular, and it’s hard to get a

ticket?” “It’s a rumor. Is it fun to watch someone dancing bare-chested?” “A macho man showing off his muscles

must be fun to watch!”

“Wanna see? I’ll take my clothes off.” Lincoln knew clearly that with Zayla’s temperament, she would probably send

him ellipsis, then change the subject or keep silent. To his surprise- Zayla replied very neatly, “Okay! When?” Lincoln

on the other end of the phone raised his eyebrows and said, “The coming days would be long.” “The coming days

would be long? Lincoln, are you so afraid of being dumped by me?” “Yes, how can you not be?” “Lincoln, good boy.”

“Okay, then?”

“Then I won’t kick you off. I will only have you as my gigolo.” As soon as this message was sent, Zayla sent another

one.

“After all, I haven’t seen you show off your muscles and do the macho dance. It seems a bit of a loss to dump you

now?” His reply came again, and even if it was a simple sentence, Zayla could feel his determination from the lines.

“You won’t lose supporting me alone in your life.” Zayla was puzzled and asked, “Why?” “Because I’m good-looking,

I feel smooth, and I’m good in bed.”

“You, you shut up!! You’re so cheeky!”

“Yes, I am.”

Zayla sent an ellipsis. Lincoln looked at the phone screen and dissolve into laughter.

He closed the Line interface, opened the phone’s photo album, and swiped through the photos. In his photo album,

there were only Zayla’s photos or photos of the two of them together.

In the end, he chose an artistic photo of her holding a small cake with a little cream on the tip of her nose and used

it as a lock screen wallpaper. Aziel leaned over and took a sneak peek. Lincoln frowned deeply and shot him a sharp

glance.

“Still looking?”

Lincoln’s words sent a chill down Aziel’s spine, and he was at a loss for what to say. An idea hit him. “Zayla and you

are a perfect match!”

“Isn’t that obvious?” Aziel nodded his head with a smile and hurriedly said, “It couldn’t be more obvious!” The

corners of Lincoln’s lips twitched in a faint smile.

“That’s for sure. Only those who’re blind or have glaucoma couldn’t see.” Hearing this, Aziel bobbed his head

constantly. The Powells were typically one of those people! Aziel took a breath of air.

He was a bit jealous of Lincoln who was in love. Along the way, Jasmine was very quiet. Zayla moved to the back

row. After sending the message to Lincoln, she lay down on her back and prepared to sleep. It was said that it took

several hours to drive from here to Snow Manor.

Zayla couldn’t figure it out at first. Since it was so far away, why didn’t they choose to take a plane? She thought

about it later and assumed that there was something that she didn’t know.

The upper-class families in Harper all cared about metaphysics. Without thinking any more, Zayla put on the

blindfold and got ready to sleep. Jasmine didn’t dare to trouble Zayla. After all, there were only the two of them in

the car, and Jasmine had no helpers. After she suffered so many losses from Zayla, Jasmine didn’t dare to act

rashly.

What’s more, Jasmine was also in this car. Once something happened, she might be implicated. Jasmine kept

editing the messages and told her father Clarence everything that happened before. Clarence replied to her, telling

her to calm down, and that the king and queen were on their side.

It was impossible for Lincoln to fight against his parents and the Powell family with this woman who had no status

and background by himself. Jasmine, who was originally down in the dumps, perked up upon seeing Clarence’s

reply. Yes! She was the daughter of the Powell family! Why be afraid of a powerless woman?

If it weren’t for the fact that Zayla was the Chosen One, the Powell family could kill her as easily as killing an ant!

Jasmine turned on the front camera, pretending to take a selfie, and prepared to check Zayla’s actions in the back

row. She must stay vigilant!

But when the camera was turned on, what she saw was Zayla lying in the back row and sleeping with a blindfold on.

Jasmine was stunned again. Did she just sleep like this? Jasmine was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but there

was nothing she could do with Zayla! She tried to take a few ugly photos of Zayla, but her face was simply perfect

and every angle of her in the camera was beautiful. Jasmine was furious! She kept telling herself she was Ms.

Powell, and that her status was so honorable! Only she was worthy of Lincoln in Brevan!

Thinking about it this way, Jasmine felt much better. From the beginning to the end, Zayla didn’t pay attention to

Jasmine and didn’t say a word. She woke up and fell asleep intermittently, a little drowsy… She had a long dream…