Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 542
“Do we still prepare the money then?” Dylan returned to the subject at hand. “Since we now know that Ron is the one who kidnapped Bethany, the police can just go over to arrest him now, right?”
Hearing this. Kevan frowned lightly. “You actually gol someone to ready the money?”
Dylan stared at him in astonishment. “Didn’t you just agree to it? He found it strange then-spending one billion to save Cody’s daughter was definitely not something Kevan would do.
Kevan sighed soundlessly. “That was because Larissa was here.” He did not want to leave her with an impression of him being heartless.
“I thought you would understand me.” He looked at Cylan with great disappointment.

Dylan gritted his teeth and stopped himself from rolling his eyes at him. “Ill call them new and tell them to stop gathering the money.”
Once everything was arranged. Dylan asked Kevar, “So, should Jack go amest him now?”
“No.” Kevan leaned back against the sola relaxedy, his legs stacked nonchalantly on the edge of the coffee table. He was looking at his phone, finger tapping the screen incessantly while a laint, happy smile could be seen playing about his lips.
“Just keep things hanging I ke this first,” he said.
Dylan peeked over curiously and saw that WhatsApp was open on Kevan’s phone. “Aster?” He recognized Aster’s profile picture at once. When he linally got a good look at what the two were chatting about, he nearly rolled his eyes again. “Are you two dumb or something?”
Aster did not know the language of Caldor. When they chatted with him, they either sent video messages or used simple Aldevlar. But now, Kevan had invented a whole new method of chatting with him-stickers.
He and Aster kept sending each other cute stickers. Though there was no correlation between the stickers, they were having a great deal of fun.
While Dylan spoke, Kevan sent a cute kitly slicker.
“You don’t get it” His eyes were filled with warmth and happiness. Even his speech had soltened a lot
Overwhelmed, Dylan felt momentarily discomfited.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, I don’t get anything.” He looked away and sk ipped over the topic of Aster. “If you keep things hanging like this aren’t you afraid that Ron will really do something to Bethany?”