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.”

him in response. “If you’re so smart, don’t you come to me for

Kevan’s expression froze.

looked out of the window uncomfortably. Then, in a low voice, he said, “If there’s any piece of my clothes that you want, just tell me. I’ll buy you a new

It was fortunate that he managed to stop the car

met Kevan that he had

to Larissa as his bounty from there onward and never let

had the security guard let that mistress in right in front of Larissa. You even gave her your own coat. Aren’t you afraid of

intentions?” Dylan asked in concern as he recalled

incident earlier.

Kevan had only gone down himself

of Larissa misunderstanding his

pursued his lips. “No,” he spat.

not even

out and giving her his coat

felt tight.

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

he made, and to whom he showed kindness to were his own decisions

couch and gulped down half a cup of warm milk. Her previously tense nerves from her encounter with

It was

was rushing to meet, he would’ve gotten