Sweet Subterfuge

Although Larissa said she would help cut in the kitchen, she had actually led. In fact, she was in the living room, playing on her prone to pass the time.

“Who knows what those two are doing in the kitchen, she thought to herself.

If she barged in without any warning, she might see them doing something unpleasant.

Larissa was afraid that it would ruin her appetite for dinner.

The attemoon passed quickly, and evening fel.

When all the dishes were ready. Ruby went upstairs to call everyone down for dinner.

As she passed by the living room, she was surprised to see Larissa sitting alone on the couch.

“Larissa?” She stopped in her tracks. “Aren’t you playing poker with Aunt Nancy and the others?”

asked Edmund to take my place,” Larissa said, “I’m not good at poker and lost too much money.”

I see.” Ruby didn’t suspect anything.

Everyone took their seats at the dinner table.

evident from Violet’s expression that she was

reserved, asued in concern. “Did you lose

remained stent and glared

Kevan turned to look at Larissa, hoping to get an answer

on shoving food into her mouth, seemingly oblivious to what was happening

than any fancy restaurant Maria shifted the atantion back to her

else was obliged

Only Larissa remained silent.

conversation, Nancy called out to her, saying, “Lar,

tasty.” Larissa said with a

lastes similar to the dishes that Kevan c ocks at home,

a reasonable excuse. “Kevan gave me some guidance while cooking these dishes. It’s

turned even

warted to go home. Rubbing her throbbing head, she said, “I’m not feeing well. I need to

expressed concem, but no one insisted that

in the car, Violet ordered Kevan with a stem expression on her lace. “Take Lari back to Covenlord

could guess the reason for Molet’s

just transferred to Bartham, and I’m coming over to keep