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Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 2035

Chapter 2035 Suspicions

Nicole naturally understood Mabel’s meaning, but suspicion sprouted within her. Even as an outsider, I find this matter fishy, making absolutely no sense. Yet, Mabel and Nicholas don’t think so in the slightest.

Instead, they’re even trying their utmost best to discredit my suspicions. Their reaction is too strange. And on a closer look, their expressions are exceedingly unnatural. Out of the blue, a thought popped up in her mind. Could it be that Wilbur’s incident had something to do with them?

Just then, footsteps suddenly drifted over from upstairs. “Go slower, Mr. Wilbur.”

The butler kept a hand on Wilbur beside him, afraid that he would slip and hurt himself. However, the latter impatiently shoved at him. “You walk as slow as a tortoise! I don’t need you to help me downstairs!”

After saying that, he flew down the stairs in a pair of slippers, pitter-pattering away. The people in the living room studied him, and he did the same.

Maya’s gaze fell on the “magic ball” on his neck. As long as he keeps it with him, I’ll be able to ascertain his safety at all times.

“Why are there so many people? What are they doing here?” Wilbur queried curiously, walking over to Rodney.

“They’re here to treat you,” his father answered.

“I’m not sick, so I don’t need them to treat me! I don’t want them to treat me. I’m not sick!” He tugged at Rodney’s sleeve coyly. His obstinacy made him seem as though he was a young child.

“Indeed, you’re not sick. You’re perfectly fine. These people examine the healthy. The sick have been sent to the hospital. It’s because you’re not sick that they came here to examine you. Wil, be good and allow them to look at you, okay?” Rodney coaxed patiently.

“Why do I need to be examined when I’m not sick?” Wilbur pouted with displeasure written all over his face.

“It’s compulsory. Everyone has to be examined. We’ve all had our turns, and you’re the only person left,” Maya interjected.

Wilbur stared at her. “Really?”

“Yup! You can ask the doctors if you don’t believe me.”

The two doctors got to their feet and studied Wilbur. They assured him that everyone in the living room had had a medical checkup, and he was the only remaining one left.

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