Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

But Juan and Kyle were not dumb. They improvised their strategy as the servants protected their eyes and aimed for their heads instead.

The servants could not take it anymore and started scattering like lost sheep as they held their heads. The two boys exchanged quick looks and picked up more rocks as they chased after them.

“Juan, I think you’re faster at throwing!”

“And I think you’re better at aiming!

“But we still need more practice!” Kyle concluded.

“Kyle, I know Taekwondo, so I’ll go after them and bind them up. I’ll leave Maya and Nina to you!” Juan figured out an ultimate strategy.

But Kyle disagreed and refused to leave his brother alone.

Beside him, Juan smiled warmly at his brother’s comradeship.

“Dang it! We just ran out of stones!” Juan suddenly realized.

The two quickly turned around and ran in the opposite direction.

Sensing the sudden stop of attack, the servants finally opened their eyes and saw the kids running away from them.

“Ha! Look at your eyes! You’ve got two black eyes like a panda! You look so funny now!” one of the servants laughed, pointing at another servant.

“Pot calling the kettle black! You’re not any better. Yours are all swollen!” the second one mocked in return.

“Geez, my eyes feel so painful. Will I go blind?” another complained.

them! The duchess is still waiting for us to hand the kids over!” yet another

in the ass! They really know what they’re

can say that to ‘em when you

out and hurried towards the two

find Maya and Nina when they reached the rockery. They looked around anxiously, wondering if

Juan speculated as his gaze wandered around the

there, they won’t get lost,”

happen

has a smartwatch,” Kyle suggested as he bent down

called her and they got in touch in no time. Nina told him their

there was no one else in the spacious room except

why we came

until the

heard them loud and clear as he stood in front of a portrait behind the screen. He was deeply engrossed with the painting when he heard hasty footsteps

against the

piqued his interest when they talked about

position and peeked through the gap

looked fine and beautiful. Stephen thought their parents

on his brows deepened as he

much like Rosalie’s

sighed and turned around, looking at the person in the portrait in

hope you don’t mind these kids coming in. I’ve never allowed anyone in. But they look so

and a glimmer of regret shone dimly in his old