Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 685

Kyle turned his back to her, and the sound of running water soon rang out. He then turned around, zipping his pants while approaching Sylphiette with the cup of yellowish liquid. “Drink up! It’s my fresh pee! You can’t buy it anywhere!”

Sylphiette’s eyes became saucer-wide. How dare this little brat ask me to drink his pee?

“Come on! Have a sip!”

Sylphiette shook her head fervently.

“This is just the appetizer. You already can’t take it?”

Jack stroked the bridge of his nose, pinned Sylphiette down, and suggested, “Kyle, why don’t we just force it down her throat?” He then pulled the cloth out of her mouth.

Sylphiette’s stomach was churning when Juan brought the cup close to her mouth. The next moment, she was so disgusted that she threw up.

“You haven’t even drunk it yet, yet you’re already vomiting. I’m afraid you’ll puke your guts out when you see the main dish…”

Casting a glance at the miserable Sylphiette, John asked on purpose, “Kyle, what’s the main dish?”

“Hmmm… Well, the main dish is…” Kyle’s eyes showed random saccades as he was racking his brain. Finally, he came up with a brilliant idea. “Dog poop!”

Kyle looked at his brother in surprise. He didn’t expect Juan to think of such a cruel method to make Sylphiette talk.

His words made Sylphiette retch once more. At that moment, anger thrummed through her veins. Ugh! If only I could rip these two little brats into pieces!

With a cold smile, John “kindly” gave her a piece of advice. “It’s impossible for you to survive Kyle and Juan’s torture. You better open your mouth and tell us where Mrs. Seet is for your own good.”

Sylphiette’s eyes gleamed dangerously upon realizing that she was now at the mercy of two children.

“So, are you going to tell me or not? If not, we’ll continue with the torture. I still have classes in the afternoon, so I ain’t gonna waste my precious time on you.” Holding the cup of pee, Juan gave her an ultimatum with his face full of anger.

Sylphiette hesitated but soon made up her mind. “I can tell you, but you need to promise me that you’ll let me go after that.” Or else, there will be no point in me telling them anything.

The moment they exchanged glances, the two little ones knew they shared the same thoughts. They were eager to know about their mother’s whereabouts. Mommy is more important! We will let this witch go for the moment. We have all the time to take revenge on her after we save Mommy!