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.

ready to depart. However, he did not forget to instruct them, “Get

to look at him or make a

there was rather pointless.

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

was nothing if

do this. What if

about that. All

our purpose. As long as we don’t do anything that

digested those words, finding that they

of any better plans other than kneeling

words had glee coursing through Juan. And here I thought that he would have a one-track mind and refuse to cooperate

work with him, he would come up with a

nice to them.

this love was

and suggested, “Why don’t

thought over it for a moment and queried, “Then

worried. He’ll be

that he’ll probably have someone carry me back to my room and 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

that his brother had a