Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Evan’s lips curled. In the past, Kyle always insisted on having food that was made by Nicole. Now, he was eating everything. It seemed like the boy was really hungry.

“Is it? Let me have a try.”

Evan sat down and picked up his utensils, looking at the braised beef in front of him.

After peeking a glance at Evan, Juan snickered under his breath.

Go on, eat it. Once you eat it, you’ll remember its taste for the rest of your life.

Evan placed the beef into his mouth and chewed. Suddenly, he frowned.

What is this taste?

It’s salty, sweet, pungent, and spicy all at the same time. It’s a mess!

In the next second, he spat out the beef and gargled his mouth with water from his cup. However, he had only taken a small sip of the water before he spat it out as well.

Even the water tastes weird!

Standing up, he rushed toward the living room to pour the contents of the teapot into his mouth. Lo and behold, even the tea…

A deep frown was seared onto Blake’s face as he watched Evan’s actions.

He walked swiftly toward the man and asked, “Mr. Seet, what’s wrong?”

“Water. I need clean water.”

Evan’s discomfort, Blake hurriedly poured a glass

“Mr. Seet, here.”

was his savior. He hastily grabbed it and gargled his mouth before spitting it

“Get me another glass.”

Blake was speechless.

also confused. Is

water, the odd taste in Evan’s tongue finally washed away. He then looked at Blake with fury in his

the chef?” I’m going to make him finish the plate of beef

to fume. He quickly did as instructed. “I’ll go get him

beef on the table before looking at

his eyes

Eat it?

chef walked over to place a piece of beef into his mouth. In an instant, multiple expressions flashed

pungent and bitter. It’s… What

first time in his many years of being a chef, he could not

the beef into the trash can. He only returned to the dining

the chef’s face was a bewildered and fearful

this a dish you made with

way Evan said the last two words were ear-piercing to

I don’t know why it tastes like

to look at “Kyle’s” plate. The beef was

only one

glanced at “Kyle” and inquired, “Are the rest