Sweet Subterfuge

Lewis was a Stile resigned, and he could not help but feel sorry for Kevan

“It’s his Uncle Bemard’s 60th birthday today. He originally did not want to go, but his parents insisted that he attended, so ..”Lewis defended Kevan. “If you have something really important to tell him, I will contact him now.”

“No need.” Gary rejected his suggestion. “Telling him tomorrow when he comes is line too.”

Lewis and Larissa looked at each other, and they pursed their lips simultaneously.

There were all kinds of luxurious cars parked in front of the Regal Dynasty Hotel. This spectacle caused many passers-by to stop and

stare while letting out a series of fuelul lamentaliers.

Kevan parked his car in the midst of all of them, and his phone rang just as he pushed open the car door.

are you here yet? Violet’s voice

hand reached to the passenger’s seat to grab

good, good. good! Violet seemed to sign in reliel. “Come inside quickly. Everyone’s waiting

and a

Waiting for him?

seemed that Soaring Corporation was in quite some trouble. Otherwise, why would those two families force Anthony to make him come and even be polite to him

little of that from the scale of Demard’s birthday least. Tonight, the entirety of the Regal Dynasty’s third

were delivered from their areas of production and flown over to Bartham by a private plane before being delivered to the Regal Dynasty’s kitchens. The alcohol that would be served to the guests were made by famous

gloated about all this smugly, and that made Kevan genuinely happy. It was great because this meant that they were only so much closer to

location of Bernard’s birthday least displayed. The moment Kevan entered the hotel, there was a whole

similar treatment.

staff going to and from the venue on the sp acious third floor. The banquet hall Bernard used was naturally the biggest hall the hotel had to offer. They seemed to have added a lot of tables to