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Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 1828

Chapter 1828 Good Job

“Why am I hearing Juan calling out to me?”

“I heard him too!”

Davin scrutinized the cave in astonishment. “There isn’t even an opening here, so how did he get inside?”

“Is that you, Juan? How did you get in there?”

“I’m here, Uncle Davin. It’s a long story, but hurry up and get me out!”

As bewildered as they were, Davin and Levant decided that undertaking the rescue took precedence.

“Sit tight, Juan. We’ll figure something out.”

After they surveyed the surroundings, they finally decided that they should get some help to move some of the large boulders that were obstructing the entrance of the cave.

“But where shall we find the manpower? It’s not as if the guards here are going to listen to us!”

While Levant was mulling over this, Davin suddenly had an epiphany.

The guards on Daemonic Mount may not listen to us, but they obey The Four Guardians!

Fortunately, he still had on him the human skin mask that he had worn from the last time he tried to masquerade as Elias. This is going to come in handy. I’ll just appropriate the Guardian Elias’ identity again and order his minions on Daemonic Mount to move the stones.

“Doesn’t seem like we have any other options, so let’s just roll with this.”

Hearing Levant’s lackluster response left Davin mildly annoyed. “Hey, what’s the deal with that? It wasn’t easy coming up with a solution like that, you know, so aren’t you going to praise me?”

Levant took one glance at him. “Well, good job?”

Davin was disconcerted.

“Didn’t quite catch that. Better do a proper one if you mean to offer someone a compliment!”

Levant shot him an irritated look. “You’re clever, incomparably sharp, and that close to surpassing your brother, Evan. Happy now?”

Davin considered those fine words of commendation and seemed greatly satisfied. “Much, much better!”

It made sense to them that with Elias’ quick hands and fast feet, this was not outside the realm of possibility.

Just as the doubts within their hearts began to quell, the two Guardians unexpectedly approached with a look of reproach. “What are you lot doing up here instead of manning your posts?”

The men exchanged looks of astonishment. “You were the one who summoned us here, Mr. Stymirsson.”

“Yes, Mr. Stymirsson. You got us up here from the mountainside to—”

“Stuff and nonsense! Since when I instructed you to come up here?” Elias barked.

Gale, too, felt that something was amiss. This place isn’t too far from the Treasure Trove. Could it be that they’ve tapped upon some sort of lead and thus ventured up here with the treasure in mind?

In reaction to the two Guardians’ scrutiny of them with malefic eyes, the guards fell onto their knees and stammered as they related the events that had transpired prior.

“Do you mean to say that I was the one who ordered you up here to move the stones?”

“Yes!”

“Yes, that’s right!” cried the guards in a state of genuine fluster.

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