Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

“Mr. Seet is here to meet a friend. He saw your car being parked here just now, so he asked me to wait for you. He wanted to give you a surprise,” John replied calmly with a preplanned explanation.

His composed manner dispelled all Sylphiette’s doubts. Her heart was full of anticipation upon hearing that Evan had a surprise for her. “Really? Then let’s go.”

John turned, curling his lips into a mischievous smile. “Follow me then.” He led her to a room at a hotel opposite the road.

Sylphiette was casting her gaze over the room when she heard the sound of the door click shut.

Inexplicably, her heart skipped a beat. She spun around and asked John dubiously, “What are you doing?”

With a subtle smile, John cast a meaningful glance at her but remained silent.

Right then, Sylphiette heard the voice of a child, cold and hard. “We’re going to beat you up.”

Furrowing her brows, she turned around to find Kyle and Juan standing right behind her. What are these two little brats doing here?

She had a bad feeling about the whole situation, especially upon noticing the hostility in the two children’s eyes.

tightened her hands, pretending to be calm as she asked, “What are

you!”

for Mommy?” A faint smile appeared on her

so he cut to the chase. “You’re not our Mommy! You’re nothing

they find out? I have never laid a finger on them, nor have I ever scolded them even for once. They

eyes darkened as she tried to grip her composure. However, before she could say anything to reassure them, Kyle stomped toward her and kicked her on the

the sea and feed you to

were times when she caught Kyle scrutinizing her suspiciously with his penetrating gaze. She came to the realization that the young

bothered to pass herself off as their mother.

loves us the most, whereas you, you do not love us at all! You only care about yourself! Although your face looks exactly like Mommy, you are incomparable to her because you’re

to details. However, it was impossible for her to love these two little brats wholeheartedly

you’ve caught me. So, tell

Mommy?” Juan questioned her

is in my hands, but I

“I know you’re a witch, and you won’t tell