Sweet Subterfuge

Larissa knew that Travis would not give up that easily. But after that call, he and his family did not cross paths with her even until she had signed the contract with Dylan and moved into Foxtail Garden.

She dared not let her guard down, however. Even if she was close to her workplace, she chose to drive back and forth from work to minimize the chances of being caught alone.

Two days later, she was called into the general manager’s office. His expression was quite solemn.

Larissa recalled her work for the past two days—she was sure she had made no mistakes.

Mr. Compton asked her, “Do you know Mr. Skylar Fox of Soaring Corporation?”

“Soaring Corporation?” Shocked, Larissa tensed up at once.

This was not a nationally unfamiliar name—it was a conglomerate that had made its fortune in real estate since the 70s. As time passed, the company got bigger, and its business expanded into various sectors. They could be considered one of the main pillars of the economy.

Larissa had left Bartham without looking back and came to Covenford because of Soaring Corporation—or at least, because of the person in charge.

Even now, she still held onto the memory of that unpleasant experience. Getting involved with Soaring Corporation again made her really nervous—anxious even. As for Skylar Fox, she had never heard of him. But the last name Fox bothered her a bit.

“No, I don’t know him,” she replied. “What’s going on?” Her guard went up in an instant.

“You really don’t?” Mr. Compton frowned, trying to figure out if she was lying. “Then why did he call me last night to get me to fire you using any reason I can find?”

Mr. Compton had been promoted to his current position from Larissa’s current post. He was the one who hired her after she graduated from university, and she worked diligently under his command for three years. After gaining his recognition and support, she got promoted at the same time he did.

To the general manager, Larissa was someone he had mentored personally, so their bond was deeper than that of regular colleagues. Because of that, his first instinct was not to blindly obey Skylar’s instruction but to understand the situation from Larissa’s perspective and see if he could find an alternative solution.

But she had a suspicion that was somewhat confirmed—this Mr. Fox was likely related to Amber. “But I know why he wants

general manager asked.

mess with Travis to the world. She gazed calmly at the

Mr. Compton sighed.

if Mr. Fox isn’t involved

working here for five years. If she had known this earlier, she would not

She made her decision at once. “You don’t

was acting in the best interests of the hotel

of salvaging the situation? Maybe you could

suggestion. “Just

did not agree to it immediately. He just said, “Just go

called Kevan. “Mr. Rogers, are you available at the moment? I would like you

…

one-month notice to resign, then go through a

in the Regal Dynasty. So, the moment she

them asked, “Ms. Seymour,

“I’m going to leave

at the same

wryly. “But this isn’t public knowledge yet. You must keep this

…

just gotten home when the

in Foxtail Garden without letting her know in advance—her upstairs

had already changed into loungewear, which clearly meant that he had returned from work

hope I haven’t disturbed

in and got him a glass of water after settling him in the living room. She

of the penmanship verification,” Dylan said as he tore open the bag and handed a few sheets of paper over to