Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 34

Amber froze in shock.

She couldn’t understand why Kevan had transformed in a split second from being. caring and concerned about her wellbeing to being distant, arrogant, and

unapproachable.

“But–but why?” Her eyes filled with tears and her voice quivered.

However, at that moment, the only thing Kevan had eyes for was the gradually disappearing car in the distance. He did not hear Amber’s question at all, nor did he realize that Dylan’s car had stopped beside him.

It wasn’t until a horn blared shrilly that he was pulled out of his trance. Pulling open the back door, he boarded the car, leaving Amber standing alone indignantly.

Dylan eyed the coat on Amber and teased, “That coat has to cost at least tens of thousands, right? And you gave it away without even giving it a second thought? Mr. Rogers, if you’re so rich, how about you increase my year–end bonuses just a tiny bit more.”

Kevan’s brows remained knitted as he brushed away the nonexistent dirt on his arms. “Dirty. So dirty.” His tone was filled with disgust.

Dylan clicked his tongue and remarked jokingly, “From now on, if I see any article of clothing of yours that suits my taste, I’ll just come over and touch them a few times.”

Kevan sneered coldly. “I’d rather throw them in the garbage bin downstairs than give them to you.”

in response. “If you’re so smart, don’t you come to me for information next time!”

Kevan’s expression froze.

the window uncomfortably. Then, in a low voice, he said, “If there’s any

It was fortunate that he managed to stop the

the first time since he had met Kevan that

to Larissa as his bounty from there onward and never

front of Larissa. You even gave her your own coat. Aren’t

Dylan asked in concern as he recalled

incident earlier.

recognized Larissa’s car almost immediately. Kevan had only

afraid of Larissa misunderstanding

lips. “No,”

he was really afraid of…was her not even sparing him a single

that Kevan had done–helping Amber out and giving her his coat to

felt tight.

that despite that one absurd night she’d had with Kevan, they were nothing more

to were his own decisions and were independent

of warm milk. Her previously tense nerves from

It was

if Travis had no project deadlines he was rushing to meet,