Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 320
Molet never said that Kevan had to go, so Lerissa was rather calm about it. Since he was not willing to, she found no need to force him.
*Tilbe baking cases for the Little ones on Saturday, I probably won’t have time to make anything else. Remember to eat more for dinner.” Becaling his recent meal “additions”, Larissa made sure to remindim.
Kevan’s expression was dark, looking foralies Lastom was coming.
“You have ime to bake for a bunch of relevant prope, but you don’t have time to do I for me?”
To Larissa, he was just being unreasonably troublesome.
“The kid’s just fuming one month old. Mom and are just giving a cake as a token
“buy a case and deliver it over the ones you bake belong to me! Kevan ordered aggressively.
Larissa did not want to bother with him. However, Kevan now had a grip on something viatal hers.

“T you slid want to be able to see your cal afer you come home
“Okay okay, okay, man. Jez bake you one erissa quickly promised him.
Kevan, in a rare moment of affection, picked Mulf up and placed her on his lap, stroking her tur like a kind father. His eyes were hal- nanowed and a humphant smile was on his Los
Maltin also imated him by namowing her eyes her expression one of extreme contentment completely unaware of the dangerous situation she was in
Larissa was a lupte choked un, what kind of dumb cat was she rearing?
When Violet “eard that Kevan refused to attend the party, she was unsurprised. Just as Kevan knew her well, she knew her son well too
She just thought that he would have done for Larissa’s sake.
fat that was line. She would find a way to make him go.
The party was held in the Regal Dynasty. Only one large private room containing burtacies was booked.
This was the scope of a family gathering, Violet asa kept telling her that only family members would be attending so that Larissa would not be nervous. But when they went inside, Lassa saw Lana, who was definitely not a part of the family. She wore a red gown, and a silk Shawl was wracped around her shoulders. In the crowd of guests in their casualwear she looked overly formal and certa ny out of place.
Next to her was luces, who was dressed in a siz
She was hanging off his arm, her signature sweet smile on her face that had thick makeup as she kept nodding at the people who passed
by het.
In contrast, Lucas’ expressionless lace was zoned out. He seemed to be thinking of something that no one else was aware of
Seeing Larissa staring at the pair, Violet bent down and whispered into her ear, “Are they your hiends? Do you need me to push you over to say hello”!