I become a SheEO After Dirvorce

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...