Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Chapter 2046 Good Call

“Say something!” Patrick bellowed, incensed at being ignored. Sheila stole a glance at Davin who coughed uncomfortably. “My brother’s been busy. We haven’t seen him at all.”

“I don’t think that’s true. Sheila told me over the phone earlier that you were in Imperial Garden.” “We did, but Evan wasn’t there. He must have left to meet clients. Nicole said that he’ll only be back in two days.”

“Yes, that’s right,” Sheila chimed in eagerly. “We haven’t seen Evan at all.” Patrick saw through their nervous attempt at once. “Is that so? How about you call him in front of me? Right now.”

Davin shot a startled glance at his wife. Who does he think he is to order me around like that? I will not make that call! Instead of responding, he merely leaned back and took another sip of his tea as if the old man had not spoken at all.

Sheila laughed awkwardly to diffuse the tension in the air. “What’s the urgency with the money, Dad? How about we lend you the seven hundred million that we were going to use for purchasing the unit in the Southern suburbs? When Evan gets back, we’ll meet him at once to ask for the loan.”

“What would I do with chump change? This is not a request anymore. You have no other option other than to do what I say. Unless…”

Old Mr. Muir turned to Davin with a look that made the latter uncomfortable. “Unless the son wants his father to lose everything and his parents to split apart. I’m sure you’re aware of the reputation of your mother’s temper in Y City. What do you think would happen if somebody were to tell her the truth?”

He pulled out his phone and made to dial a number.

Davin set his cup down with unnecessary force. “That’s over the line, Dad. Evan didn’t say he would not give you the loan. We haven’t been able to ask him because he’s not home right now. We’ll be sure to ask him about it the moment he gets back.”

“Enough! You’ve wasted enough of my time stringing me along. Call him in front of me right now, or I’m calling Sophia! It’s your choice.”

F*ck me, Patrick’s not messing around. If he makes that call, my family will descend into chaos. I can’t let him turn us against each other.

“Don’t. I’ll call Evan right now.”

“Good choice. Put the call on speaker. I want to hear exactly what Mr. Seet says. If some things are too delicate to be said, I’ll be here ready to help you out with that.”

Evan already knows everything, you old fool. He will not lend you the money! What is he supposed to say if I make this call?

“Go on,” Old Mr. Muir urged when Davin stared hesitantly at his phone. “Make that call.”

The latter stared hard at his list of contacts before dialing a number and holding the phone out in front of him.

After several rings, the call was diverted to voicemail.

“Well, there you go, Dad. He must be meeting clients right now. He wouldn’t want to be disturbed.”

Phew, that was some quick thinking on my part to call my spare phone.

Just as Davin was congratulating himself, Patrick smirked before snatching his phone and hitting the dial before the former could react.

This time, the call was answered immediately.

“Hello, Dav-”

“Mr. Seet,” cut across Patrick loudly. “It’s me. Sheila and Davin are here with me. Your brother has something to ask.”

Godd*mn vicious old man!