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Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 828

However, the moment they reached there, they didn’t expect to see Susan ordering someone to block up the opening.

“Listen carefully, make sure you block the hole tightly and don’t leave any cracks. I don’t even want a fly to escape.”

 
 

Susan’s words caused the boys to grit their teeth in anger. Did she hear about our plan? How did she preempt us by blocking the hole in the wall? Is she spying on us?

Juan leaned towards Kyle and whispered into his ear. “I’ll go alone since I can climb over the wall. After all, I’m trained in Taekwoncdo, so it will be easy for me.”

Kyle nodded after giving it some thought. Although he had learned Taekwondo before, he wasn’t as highly skilled as Juan, who had been practicing since young. And since Kyle had a weak constitution, he knew he would just be in the way if he followed.

 

“Alright.”

 

Both of them retreated to find a suitable spot to escape. Just when Juan was rubbing his hands in anticipation to scale the wall, a large pair of hands suddenly held onto his shoulders.

He looked up and saw Susan glaring at him. When he saw the smile on her face, he was disgusted by it.

 

“What are you doing?”

“Getting you boys to have dinner.”

 

“I’m not eating!” Juan quipped as he rolled his eyes at her.

Susan was unfazed as she patiently coaxed him. “You’re still a kid, and you will suffer from malnutrition if you don’t eat. That’ll affect your height. Therefore, come back with me to have dinner.”

“Can I eat later then?”

“Of course.”

Susan stopped nagging them as she looked at them patiently.

When Juan saw how persistent she was, he knew that his plan to scale the wall was in tatters.

She’s such a loathsome woman to be stopping us at every turn. It’s obvious that she doesn’t want us to get help and save Mommy.

“Fine, fine. We’ll go have dinner,” Juan fumed as he headed towards the living hall.

 

At that moment, a triumphant smile broke out across Susan’s face.

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