Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Juan stared at him for a second before nodding. He then moved to take more food when Evan stopped him.

Juan heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. I knew Daddy won’t let me eat something as terrible as this.

Intentionally fluttering his lashes, he queried, “What’s wrong, Daddy?”

A bitter feeling swelled in Evan’s heart. Kyle had just recovered not too long ago. If something went wrong with his tastebuds…

No. I can’t let this happen.

“Kyle, why don’t you follow Daddy to the hospital?”

“Why?”

Evan remained silent at that. He held Juan’s hand tightly as they went out of the house.

When they reached the hospital, Juan cooperated with the checkups.

The results returned, and Juan had a clean bill of health. Even the doctor did not know what had happened.

“Daddy, perhaps I’ll only taste the correct flavors if it’s Mommy’s cooking?”

Upon hearing “Kyle’s” innocent question, doubt seeped into Evan’s heart.

Nicole.

Nicole taught him to

about it, the chef had been working at Hillside Villa

his eyes and quietly led “Kyle”

not decipher what Evan was thinking about. He thought to himself, I planned this cautiously. I don’t think

Evan asked the maids to keep

the security footage in

Evan had asked John to

cameras

never thought that it would come to great use

sneakily placed the untampered food onto

sugar, salt, apple cider vinegar, and more; he had used every condiment in

as

it’s tasty, and

never lie, but now he’s doing things like

must be the one to teach him

damn woman. Isn’t she afraid that Kyle

She’s beyond help!

the matter and the one who had to bear

to reprimand “Kyle.” He knew that if he did, the boy