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?

the teapot in shock and he stared at “Kyle” with his mouth agape. He wasn’t this friendly when I last came in here, was he? He looked as though I owed him eighty million earlier

Davin was perplexed.

climbed in from the window and explained his intentions to Kyle. As they

quickly escaped from the window while Juan gave Davin the first excuse that

staring at him in amazement. We’ve

going to spill. Would

he just offer to help me? What happened to him picking a fight with

started to beat

Juan, “Kyle, are you

and he nodded

forehead. Nope, no fever. But… Something’s

he connected the dots. That must be it! Kyle’s schizophrenia must be

“Uncle, what’s wrong?”

Have fun!” Davin said hastily and

vanished without a trace and he hurriedly

you’d better come back! Something’s up

“What’s wrong?”