Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 138

Ten minutes had passed.

Sylphiette and Sylvia were shocked. How on earth did the child manage to break the padlock?

While they were still trying to figure out how that could have happened, someone kicked them.

They were caught off guard by the sudden attack and fell face-first onto the ground.

“Ouch! Which son of a b*tch did this?” Sylvia cursed. When she lifted her head, a foot landed on her chest.

John was towering over her. “Who are you cursing at?”

“I-I’m referring to you!” Sylvia glared at him angrily.

He smirked and sarcastically responded, “Oh, so you are scolding me.”

“You son of a b*tch!”

Unhappy at being trampled upon by John, Sylvia struggled to lift his foot from her chest but to no avail.

“Save your energy. You might need it later,” John mocked.

“You b*stard!”

Sylvia was furious but helpless at the same time.

At the entrance, there stood Evan dressed in a black suit, emitting a cold, distant aura.

Sylphiette curiously studied the classy-looking man. Instantly, fear appeared in her eyes.

She cautiously asked, “Are you Seet Group’s president?”

“Not bad, you do know your stuff.” Evan smirked.

“W-We have not offended the Seet Group in any way, so why are you doing this to us, Mr. Seet?”

“Did you have a good time torturing that boy?” He responded.

Sylphiette’s expression dimmed and a glimpse of disbelief appeared in her eyes.

Did the b*stard who Nicole gave birth to have something to do with Evan?

She barely had the time to process what was going on when she saw Evan pulling out a dagger that glinted in the light.

Terror was written all over her face. Does Evan want to kill me?

She stammered, “Mr. Seet, y-you can’t do this to me. I did not know that boy is related to you!”

“Well, you have to pay for your mistakes,” Evan said emotionlessly.

He could not be bothered to listen to any more of her excuses and lifted the dagger in his hand, then brought down upon Sylphiette. Instantaneously, the woman let out a sharp, blood-curdling scream.

She looked hideous. There were two fresh cuts on her face, and blood was oozing from those wounds.