Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Is he here to visit me?

When Davin saw that Kyle refused to face him, he decided to brew a pot of tea and nag at him slowly.

The moment he exited the room, there was a click and the door was locked.

Davin simply chuckled. I have the spare key, my dear nephew. Lock the door for all I care!

He laughed as he imagined the look on Kyle’s face when he reentered the room holding a pot of tea.

Davin decided to confront Kyle in this manner and felt that he would eventually get through to him.

“Butler, brew me a pot of tea!”

“As you wish, Mr. Seet.”

When he reentered the room, he saw “Kyle” buttoning his shirt.

“What are you doing, Kyle? Are you preparing to strip and go to bed?”

“Uncle, I was simply changing clothes. Then again, I won’t be going out, so I guess it doesn’t matter what I’m wearing.”

Uncle?

 He wasn’t this friendly when I last came in here, was he? He

Davin was perplexed.

them expected. Juan had just climbed in from the window and explained his intentions to Kyle. As they exchanged clothes, before he could

gave Davin the first excuse

at him in amazement. We’ve already switched clothes,

said, “Uncle, the tea is going to spill. Would you like me to place that on

to help me? What happened to him picking a fight with me earlier? Why is he treating me so warmly and even attempted to help

started to beat

Juan, “Kyle,

eyes sparkled like the stars and

hand on his forehead. Nope, no fever. But… Something’s definitely

expression darkened and he connected the dots. That must be it! Kyle’s schizophrenia must be acting up

“Uncle, what’s wrong?”

Davin said

without a trace

come back! Something’s

“What’s wrong?”