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.

you

He stared straight ahead.

thermos from the paper bag by her feet. “I made

sunflower seeds, and

Kevan disliked eating out, so she made breakfast for

sweeter, I brought along honey,

words and stopped the car by

will do,” he told

him

yourself? I’ll get you the spoon at once.” She bent down again as she spoke and took out a brand–new spoon

yesterday and washed it right before I came down.

docile as she smiled sweetly at

the roof

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the thermos on his thigh.

removed the lid, the fragrance of the oatmeal wafted

from within. He couldn’t resist the urge to dig in

him and scooped up a spoonful of oatmeal

mouth.

together beautifully as well, and he could taste the aromatic fragrance of the cardamom, the creaminess of the milk,

though he had no problem forcing himself to stomach even the most unappetizing food, the ones he wholeheartedly regarded as “delicious” were truly rare. Larissa’s

think of the