Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Outside Hillside Villa.

An anxious Nicole mustered up her courage and pressed the doorbell.

The face Nina drew is obviously different from the one before. No one’s gonna know.

That’s right, so stay calm. Stay calm!

The door opened, and the butler, Blake, glanced at her. Realization dawned upon him as he noticed the medical kit in her hand.

“Are you the miracle doctor who’s here to see Kyle?”

“Yes.”

“Please come with me. Mr. Seet’s waiting for you.”

Nicole carefully observed the villa while walking behind Blake. As expected of the Seet family. Every decoration here reflects their power and wealth.

As soon as she reached the living room, Nicole’s chest tightened when she saw Evan’s stand-offish face.

“You’re Dr. Tussaud?” he asked, gazing at her with a pair of hawk eyes.

The woman appeared to be in her thirties and had slightly tanned skin. She was the kind of woman who wouldn’t stand out from the crowd if she were thrown into one.

“Yes,” Nicole answered, gripping her fists as she tried her best to remain calm.

pause, Evan responded casually, “You

recognize her, Nicole breathed a

with me, Doctor,”

the bedroom, with Evan following

clean. It looks like the

she gazed upon an ashen-looking

Kyle, Dr. Tussaud. Please have a

to the bedside, leaned over,

eyes and

and son met,

The agony was indescribable.

it hurt,

you?” Kyle stared at

came to the villa would always have their faces caked, but this lady

faint, reddish mark the size of a

pretty, but there was

I’m here to

as she gently

boy’s heartbeat, she could deduce that his stomach and lungs were very weak

a while ago, Dr. Tussaud. What on earth is

tracts, and this time, it was his stomach. So he has to be extra meticulous with his diet. I’ll perform acupuncture on him and give