Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Chapter 2042 All The Places We Know

“I came to check in on you. What are you doing?” Maya stole a glance behind him and frowned. Things of all nature were strewn on his bedroom floor in a haphazard way that even she did not approve of.

Wilbur used to have an obsessive-compulsive disorder. He must be in a really bad shape for letting his room get to this state. Poor guy! Wilbur gazed placidly back at her. “I’m playing. What are you doing here?”

“Let’s take a break and have a chat instead?” “No! I don’t want to talk to annoying people.” Maya was not offended at all. “That’s fine. Maybe we can play a game?”

Wilbur’s interest perked up at once though he tried hard to conceal his curiosity. “What kind of game?” Maya’s eyes twinkled mysteriously. “Let me in and I’ll tell you.”

After a moment’s hesitation, Wilbur nodded and stood aside.

She sighed as inconspicuously as she could at the sight of the unfinished jigsaw puzzle on the floor.

What is this? “Suitable for ages three to seven?” This is too childish even for Joy and Zayden!

“Were you putting together a jigsaw puzzle?” Maya asked with feigned interest.

“Would you like to join

to spend time with him in the hopes of jolting his

would love to. Let’s work on

their seats on the carpet, Wilbur pushed half of his pile to her. “You work

puzzle-solving to settle in before speaking again. “Wilbur, do you recall

question before nodding like a nervous hen pecking

you tell me where we’ve been?” Hopefully, I’ll

to answer when he heard footsteps from outside

prompted. “Can you remember

outside his door from the abrupt silence. “I’ve soared to the skies to catch some birds,” he recited with a convincing imitation of a simpleton. “I’ve

to be replaced by a

shout as he clapped his hands. “Oh, I’ve also explored the sewers in search of

it possible for you to have been

Wilbur protested in earnest, as though it was the gospel truth.

as if she was getting nowhere. Undeterred, she attempted another line of