Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Are you certain you can handle both our parents and the company?” queried Evan.

Davin hesitated, and the people in the sea of fire howled sorrowfully.

There was a heaviness in his heart, for it seemed as if he was destined to walk through that fiery plain next.

Davin pondered over his options again. Granted, taking care of his parents and running the company seemed like an impossible feat, but it was a walk in the park compared to the gruesome scene that played before his eyes. He’d rather not be burnt to a crisp.

He steeled himself, and with determination, answered, “I can do it, Evan. I know I can.”

Evan paused to give him one final, hard gaze, and vanished.

As the smoke in the room subsided, Davin sat on the bed with a blank look on his face.

There was a knock at the door, and Juan came running in. “Are you going to stay here for a bit, Uncle Davin? Till you get better?”

Davin shook his head dumbly.

“Should I ask someone to drive you back to the Seet Residence then?”

“No, I’m going to work.”

“To work?” asked Juan, an incredulous look on his face.

work

shoes and strode out of the room, stopping only

brief exchange with Nicole, he drove

“Illusion or not, my brother went through hell for the Seet group. I can’t

any younger. It was time for Davin to take charge and prove that he was a

fake the bitterness,

That look on his face when he left was really

folded his arms and looked at Yoda

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other children looked at him curiously,

said, “Well,

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after we taught Uncle Davin a lesson!” Nina huffed, unsatisfied by

this interesting. “Is this a test? Just you wait,

Yoda looked satisfied at Juan’s fervor. For them, this

Nicole walked downstairs. “I’m going

figure-hugging dress and replied, “I’ll

in front of the