Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 33

Larissa instinctively lowered her head.

Seeing as her forceful attempts at entering were not working, Amber started crying. ” I need to see my uncle urgently! Please! You have to let me in! This is a matter of life and death. If I can’t see my uncle, I might as well be dead! Do you really have the heart to watch me meet my end without doing anything?”

Snot and tears trickled down her cheeks. She looked particularly pitiful.

Slight discomfort colored the guard’s face, but he remained professional. “These are the orders I have from my higher–ups. I’m sorry, Miss, I really cannot let you in.”

Amber hurled her backpack into the guardhouse. The guard took a step back in fright.

“My phone, wallet, and ID are all in this bag. Please, I’m begging you! Take these in exchange and let me in. I really am not a bad person!”

The guard bent down and picked her backpack up before handing it back to her wordlessly. His stance was firm and there was no changing his mind.

“Beep, beep-”

A car came from behind and sounded its horn, most probably due to the blockage on

the road.

car behind her pass, but it wasn’t up to her to decide

she could leave.

walk up to explain the current situation to the driver behind

of a figure walking toward

stopped between her car and the guardhouse.

going on?” The icy voice

tone–Larissa was more than familiar with

immediately straightened and

Amber quickly recognized Kevan as well. Her eyes widened in shock, her mouth slightly agape. She

in a slight smile. “What a

Amber stunned

Rogers, do you

do.” Kevan

into “Mr. Rogers” all of a

and resumed her initial overbearing attitude. “See? I

darkened instantly.

discomfort and subtly tried

guard looked between Amber and Kevan before he asked tentatively. “So- should I let this lady in, Mr. Rogers?”

coldly. “Let her in.”