Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

“What does that have to do with me?” Kyle scoffed and got up to head back to his room.

John was surprised by his reaction. “Little Kyle, this is your family’s company. Of course, it has something to do with you-”

Bang!

Only the sound of the door being slammed shut answered John.

His temper is exactly the same as Mr. Seet’s! Like father like son!

John stood outside his door with a humiliated look on his face, at a loss of what to do.

When he spotted Blake, the family butler, his eyes lit up, and he immediately approached him. “Sir, what does Kyle usually like to do?”

Blake mused over the question for a while, then sighed.

“Kyle’s Lego collection and iPad have been confiscated by Mr. Seet. He usually likes to play with those.”

Lego and an iPad… That’s easy enough!

John rushed to a mall to buy the latest iPad version and ten Lego models. Then, he brought them back to Hillside Villa and knocked on Kyle’s bedroom door.

“Kyle, I bought for you your favorite Lego as well as an iPad. They’re all the latest and hottest models!”

After making his announcement, he waited outside, fully confident in himself.

Sure enough, the door opened after only a short while.

Kyle blinked at the pile of toys on the floor in surprise before transferring his gaze to John.

His eyes flashed with an array of emotions as he tried to figure out John’s intentions.

John chuckled awkwardly and explained, “I bought all of this for you. I’m happy as long as you like it. You don’t need to thank me.”

“Thank you?” Kyle curled his lips and feigned sympathy when he looked at him. “Don’t get me wrong. I’m actually worried for you.”

John’s brows creased in confusion.

“My dad confiscated my Lego and iPad, but here you are, bringing me ten different Lego models and a new iPad. Are you deliberately defying him?”

Huh?

cold. He didn’t mean it

hates it the most when people

The consequences…

John’s mind, making a chill run down

thinking, coming to the president’s house

away first. I don’t know if I’ll be able to keep my job

took out his phone to snap photos of this pile

know even if you take

a calm look on his face, he showed the screen of his phone to John and waved

“No…”

would get him nowhere. “Kyle, I didn’t

you help me with something, then I’ll keep

“What is it?”

Following that, John leaned in and obediently put his

a hand around his mouth

want me to… No, no, no! Mr. Seet

and dig up information about Mr. Seet’s woman. How can I do something

sure my dad sees these photos in less

don’t we discuss it

phone rang in his pocket. He glanced at the screen, and his heart almost leaped

straightened himself and went to the living

past the firewalls? I’m starting to think you actually want to be thrown into the Pacific Ocean and fed to the

I’m on it. I’ll find the culprit as soon as

two hours, or

thrown into the Pacific Ocean and fed to the sharks!” John blurted out as if

to

and saw Kyle, who was standing by the side with

comforted by that and sighed in an aggrieved manner.

will probably have an upset stomach if

sympathizing with the

for the sake of the sharks, can you help

that you’ll help find my

he finally chose the most likely