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?

stared at “Kyle” with his mouth agape. He wasn’t this friendly when I last came in here, was he? He looked as though

Davin was perplexed.

in from the window and explained his intentions to Kyle. As they exchanged clothes, before he could even button up, they heard footsteps, followed

the window while Juan gave

why Davin was staring at him in amazement.

and said, “Uncle, the tea is going to spill. Would you like

just offer 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

heart started to

“Kyle,

and he nodded innocently, “I’m feeling

placed a hand on his forehead. Nope, no fever. But…

darkened and he connected the dots. That must be

“Uncle, what’s wrong?”

Davin said hastily and

had vanished without a trace and he hurriedly

you’d better come back! Something’s

“What’s wrong?”