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.

Evan responded casually, “You may

he didn’t recognize her, Nicole breathed a

with me, Doctor,” said

the bedroom, with Evan

decorated lavishly but also looked fresh and clean. It looks like

her heart ached as she gazed upon an ashen-looking

Tussaud. Please have a look

the bedside, leaned over, and touched Kyle’s

and

mother and son met, Nicole

The agony was indescribable.

it hurt,

at her with

their faces caked, but this

faint, reddish mark the size of a

look pretty, but there was something oddly familiar about

and I’m here

darkened as she gently felt his

the boy’s heartbeat, she could deduce that his stomach

coughing blood again just a while ago, Dr. Tussaud. What on earth is

has something to do with the digestive and respiratory tracts, and this time, it was his stomach.