Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 90

Larissa received many congratulations for her successful attempt at defending her honor and vindicating herself.

The general manager called her as well and informed her that he was appealing directly to his superiors for her reinstatement and that she would most probably be able to return to work at the Regal Dynasty the week after.

Larissa thanked him.

On Saturday morning, Larissa received a call from Kevan.

He was already waiting for her downstairs.

Larissa didn’t want to make him wait for too long, so she merely changed into a set of new clothes without tidying herself up or putting on makeup. She left the house after that.

Kevan was the only one in the car, so Larissa naturally sat in the passenger’s seat.

“Is Dylan not coming with us?” she asked.

Kevan’s fingers tightened around the steering wheel.

The first thing she asked about was Dylan–how maddening.

“He’s not coming.” he replied coldly.

“Did you have breakfast yet?” she continued.

He stared

eat?” Larissa retrieved a thermos from the paper

seeds,

eating out,

brought along honey, raisins, and dried

upon hearing her words and stopped the car by the

do,”

handed him the thermos.

please remove the lid yourself? I’ll get you the spoon at once.” She bent down again as she spoke

yesterday and washed it right before I came down.

looked unusually docile as she smiled sweetly at

pressed his tongue against the roof

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the thermos on his

the fragrance of the oatmeal wafted through his

couldn’t resist the urge to dig in

and scooped up a spoonful of oatmeal before

mouth.

taste the aromatic fragrance of the cardamom, the creaminess of the milk, and the distinct flavor of the roasted sunflower seeds along with the slight sweetness of the

himself to stomach even the most unappetizing food, the ones he wholeheartedly regarded as “delicious” were truly

him think of the past-