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.

acknowledgment. “Did you have

He stared straight ahead.

eat?” Larissa retrieved a thermos from the paper bag by her feet. “I made

sunflower seeds, and milk.”

Kevan disliked eating out, so

you want it sweeter, I brought along honey, raisins,

upon hearing her words and stopped the

will do,” he told

handed him the thermos.

bent down again as she spoke and took out a brand–new spoon

before I came down. You can rest assured that it’s

docile as she smiled sweetly at him.

tongue against the roof

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thermos on

of the oatmeal wafted through

He couldn’t resist the urge to

him and scooped up a spoonful

mouth.

too thick, nor too watery. The proportions of its contents blended together beautifully as well, and he could taste the aromatic fragrance of the cardamom, the creaminess of the milk, and the distinct flavor of the roasted sunflower seeds along with

to stomach even the most unappetizing food, the ones he wholeheartedly regarded as “delicious” were truly rare. Larissa’s oatmeal happened to be one

him think of