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. Could

Nicole

chef had been working at Hillside Villa for several

and quietly

Juan could not decipher what Evan was thinking about. He thought to himself,

they reached home, Evan asked the maids

the security footage

had asked John to add more

kitchen had the most security cameras

that it would come to

screen, Evan saw “Kyle” sneakily placed the untampered food onto his

sorts of condiments into the other plates, including sugar, salt, apple cider vinegar, and more; he had used every

as dark as

that’s why Kyle said it’s tasty,

of the past would never lie,

must be the one to teach him

she afraid that Kyle will

She’s beyond help!

victim of the matter and the one who had to bear

if he did, the boy would distance himself from him