Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Seeing the huge cartoon lollipop in Maya’s hand, the boys asked why Evan hadn’t bought one for them, too.

As he gazed at his two traitorous sons, Evan felt a hot rush of anger.

He had taught them hacking skills, and they had used it against him by thieving from his bank account! These two boys deserved to be punished.

Evan lifted his leg and gave both of them a kick on their behinds.

Kyle looked at him in bewilderment and yelped angrily, “Hey! Why did you kick us?”

Juan grabbed his bottom and ran around the living room, howling. “Daddy, we just asked you why you didn’t buy us candy. Did you really need to kick us? You’re too mean! Were we wrong to ask that question?”

Gritting his teeth, Evan glared at them and hissed, “Just the both of you wait!”

Seeing their father’s wrathful expression, both Juan and Kyle were speechless.

They exchanged a glance.

“What’s going on?”

“How would I know?”

“What did Daddy mean?”

“How would I know?”

“…”

as they were puzzling over their father’s unsettling behavior, Nicole walked out from the kitchen. Surveying the scene before her, she asked puzzledly, “What’s going

his face. “Nothing! I was

rolled his eyes. Huffily, he said, “Daddy, you

Kyle chimed in. “Who kicks people to tease

a withering look,

that Evan’s unconditional love towards

had a really good reason to kick them like this. Juan and Kyle must have committed a

spare the child—Nicole understood this perfectly. Hence, she refused to pursue the matter any

from Evan, she said, “Mr. Seet, the

fine! I’m just

at him, not

and Kyle shrugged unhappily. What did their father mean by

their Mommy

No way!

you want to

woo Mommy again! Gosh, you have

they finished speaking, Evan lifted his leg threateningly again, sending the two boys scuttering

pile of toys and continued complaining about

going to make Mommy and Daddy’s relationship better, then at least we won’t have suffered for

think the matter is this simple, though. When we

“But why?”

at Mommy’s place. If Daddy wants to thrash us, at least Mommy will be around

asleep. We’ll just lay here and refuse