Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 489

Chapter 489
“Young Mrs. Rogers?” Ben widened his eyes in disbeliel.
Everyone nearby timed around, staring at Larissa curiously.
Embara ssed, Larissa blushed crimson.
It was impossible for her to pretend that she hadn I heard him, so Larissa had no choice but to deny it. “You must have mistaken me for
someone else.”
Den opened his mouth to say that he hadn’t made a mistake when he noticed Larissa making frantic gestures with her eyes.
Grasping the stuation, he changed his words wisely,” seems so, I’m getting old, so my eyesight isn’t what it used to be.”
Larissa immediately breathed a sigh of relief
Ben informed Larissa and her group. “The funeral service is being held at the main hal,”

When the others left, Ben pulled Larissa site and whispered to her discreetly, “You should go to see Old Mr. Rogers for the last time. His
coffin is placed in his bedroom. He probably wants to see you too.”
Athough Larssa highly doubted that it was the tru:”, che agreed nonetheless. “Alright”
went to the funeral service list.
Both the inside and outside of the main hall were decorated with flower weaths sent by guests.
A large black and white portrait of Roland was hung on the center of the wall.
Below the portrat was a registry table with a large registration book.
The pages of the registration book were scribbled with names of guests and messages of condolences.
The members of the Rogers family stood beside the lable, expressing their gratitude to every guest who came up to them.
Larissa’s gaze swept across them. She noticed Anthony, Violel Bemard, Felby, and their families were all present, except for Kewan
She was a le surprised by his absence.
Even if he had amnesia and couldn’t remember his grandfather, he shouldn’t be absent from such an important occasion.
Did something timble happen!
Lost in thought she was completely distracted by Keven’s absence.
Absent-minded. she followed her colleagues and approached the Rogers family, unaware of their appalled looks and perplexed gars
when they recognized her
“Lar!” Viclel grabbed her hand fears welling up in her eyes. “How kind of you to come!”
Her apologatic expression had a hint of awkwardness to
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