Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

The next day, Juan made sure to tell Evan that he wanted Davin to drop him off and pick him up from kindergarten.

Evan couldn’t help but stare at “Kyle” in surprise when he heard this. He even wondered if he had misheard.

“You’ve never liked your uncle Davin, so why are you choosing him?”

Juan’s eyes darted around. “If we hang out more, then our relationship might get better.”

Evan sniggered at the answer. Any time those two were in close proximity with each other, they would always behave as if they were mortal enemies.

Improving their relationship was quite the long shot, and honestly, he was more worried that their distaste for each other would only deepen evermore.

But Evan wasn’t going to deny him of this. He grabbed his phone and gave Davin a call.

When Davin heard what Evan wanted, he was so stunned that he had to double-check with him multiple times before finally believing his ears.

He then thought back on the recent few times that he had seen Kyle, and realized that the kid wasn’t always distant and aloof. There were times where he was enthusiastic and sweetly called him “Uncle Davin,” so it actually wasn’t such a long shot that he would want him to drive him to and from kindergarten.

After breakfast, he hopped into his sports car and drove to Hillside Villa.

“Hello there, nephew! Your favorite uncle is here to send you to kindergarten!”

“Thank you, Uncle Davin!”

made Davin feel extremely

their way to class, Juan abruptly

him perplexed. “Not bad, nephew. You’re actually showing concern for your Grandpa and Grandma now.”

concern for

how Grandpa was very fit and healthy, while Grandma always complained about how her back

miracle doctor is great at acupuncture! She was the one who healed me too. Why don’t we get her to have a

furrowed his brows

Davin, I don’t have school on the weekends. How about we ask Dr. Tussaud to come this Saturday? It’ll be like

suspiciously. “Do you have something up your sleeve? Is this another one

me, I can ask Grandma for help!” He could only whip up such an excuse. There was no way he could actually tell his uncle what his

smarty pants for knowing that your Grandma can make your father fall in line. But… how will you thank me if I do

would you like in return, Uncle

me take you out for some fun over the weekend.

for some

of condition

an ounce of hesitation, Juan nodded in

and soon,