Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Jonathan mulled over that before sighing and turning to leave.

Before Sophia left, she instructed Juan and Kyle to get up if they were feeling tired. It was not good for their kneecaps if they kneeled for too long.

Kyle’s face was expressionless as he knelt there, his back incredibly straight.

Juan snuck a glance at Evan. How long will we have to kneel here? At this rate, we’ll miss out on lunch! If I had known that this would happen, I would’ve eaten two more slices of pizza or maybe two more eggs this morning!

Soon, half an hour had passed.

Juan mentally sighed as he stared at the tightly shut door. He wondered if the door would suddenly swing open, revealing their great-grandfather’s smiling face. Would he pull us both up and hand us each a delicious pork trotter to chow down on?

Maybe if we kneel for another five or ten minutes…

Suddenly, Evan’s phone rang. It was John calling to inform him that someone from J Group had come to the company. The representative wanted to discuss something important with him.

Hanging up, Evan got ready to depart. However, he did not forget to instruct them, “Get up if you can’t stand it anymore, okay?”

Kyle did not move to look at him or make a sound. He merely continued to stare forward blankly.

Juan nodded. He knew that continuing to kneel there was rather pointless. He would have to think hard and come up with another plan.

their father was gone, Juan turned to Kyle and asked, “Do

nothing if that would

can’t continue to do this. What if Great-grandpa doesn’t tell us to get

He had not thought about that. All he had

remember our purpose. As long as we don’t do anything that might harm others, using a little trick or shortcut to get what we want

that they were

I can’t think of any better plans other than

glee coursing through Juan. And here I thought that he would have a

long as Kyle was willing to work with him, he would come up

always been very nice to them. He clearly loved his great-grandchildren

this love was a

eyed Kyle and suggested, “Why don’t

thought over it for a moment and queried,

Great-grandpa would be worried. He’ll be sure to open

call a doctor over. We still won’t get a chance to beg him, which means that he won’t forgive Mommy. Then, all the time that we’d spent

had to admit that his brother

plan would not necessarily work out, he

brain whirled with thoughts. Kyle was doing the same beside him. They both agreed that they would have to get inside the room somehow. That way, they would be able to beg their