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Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 1862

Chapter 1862 To Repay Kindness

“This place looks familiar. How long have you been living here?” Joy asked.

A thoughtful look flashed across Frida’s eyes. “I’ve been living here since I was a teenager.”

“Really?” Joy could not believe her answer. “Why did you choose to come here in the first place?”

Tears welled up in Frida’s eyes as flashes of memory popped up in her mind. She answered, “To repay someone’s kindness!”

“What do you mean?”

“To repay someone’s kindness for rescuing me!”

“Who’s your benefactor? Someone living in this mountain?”

Frida looked at Joy with her teary eyes and nodded.

Joy felt sorry for Frida. She could not help but sigh. “You must have led a tough life!”

Upon hearing Joy’s remark, Frida could no longer hold back her emotions and started crying.

Someone had said the same words to Frida many years ago too. “You must have led a tough life. Would you like to come with me?”

Once again, Frida was touched by those comforting words.

Nicole was taken aback by the interaction between Frida and Joy. Did she burst into tears because Joy sympathized with her, or did Joy say something that had triggered her suppressed emotions? What in the world is going on?

Suddenly, Joy sneezed when a wind gushed through. Frida looked at her with care. “The wind is getting stronger. Shall we take shelter in a cave? There’s a cave nearby.”

Joy looked at Nicole and waited for her answer. Nicole nodded in agreement because she believed Frida did not come with an ill intention.

Frida led the way and brought them to a cave nearby.

Meanwhile, over on the other side, Evan and the others had entered the treasure cave. They saw Steven sitting there, looking utterly disheveled. His bodyguards were also all wounded. It looked as if they had just ended a fight.

Steven instantly put his guard up when he noticed Evan entered the cave with Elias and Gale. “Why are you two doing here? Why are you with them?”

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