Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

The woman cleared her throat. Since Maya had called her ‘pretty miss,’ she decided to buy her more food.

“Let’s go, little glutton. Once you’re done with the drumsticks, you have to tell me your parents’ phone numbers. We need to call them to pick you up soon.”

Maya blinked her large eyes, stunned momentarily. I don’t remember their phone numbers. What do I do?

Maybe I should pretend to be dumb.

Juan told me to do that whenever Ms. Patty asks me questions I can’t answer.

Seeing that Maya nodded obediently, the woman brought her into a hamburger store. She then ordered two drumsticks and a mango-flavored milk tea for the girl.

Maya dangled her legs happily as she chomped down her food.

“Why don’t you tell me what their numbers are? Then I can call your mommy. When you’re done, she will be here to pick you up.”

Maya wrapped her plump hands around the cup of warm milk tea. A string of numbers bombarded her brain, and she did not know which numbers to tell her.

“Come on.”

The woman waited for her response eagerly.

After moments of contemplation, Maya spouted out a string of random numbers.

“Is this a phone number?”

reached out to pinch

giggled before coming up with a string of even more absurd

persuade Maya to tell her the actual phone number.

heard the woman’s phone

was silent

“Did you say Davin?”

I heard he had a compound fracture on his leg. It’s not a big problem. He injured it in

doing at Rose

woman then said nothing

call was ended, Maya gazed at

live in Rose Garden.

way the woman looked at Maya

lives

Seets; no

one of the

Rose Garden? Do you know who

“Yes. He’s Uncle Davin.”

Maya nodded fervently.

The girl’s so plump because the Seet family

Digging out her phone, she called

you’ll beg me

suddenly rang. The moment he saw the caller ID, he smashed his finger on the screen impatiently

“What?”