Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 926

The man realized his mistake and chuckled awkwardly.

“Hey, my apologies, Mr. Lewis,” he said, carefully extending his apology, before swiftly changing the topic, saying, “Mr. Lewis, will you all be riding in my car, or how would you like to proceed?”

His use of ‘you all Included Kevan and Aster, who had been sticking close to Larissa.

Lewis pulled Larissa aside and stated, “It will just be the two of us.”

“Get it! Sure thing!” The man took the initiative to help with the luggage cart

He smiled as he continued. “My car is parked outside. So, please follow me for a short walk”

Larissa turned to Dylan and inquired. “What about you?”

“My car is parked on the basement level We’re headed in different directions.” Dylan replied, gesturing casually behind him.

Larissa tumed her attention to Aster.

She embraced I m and planted a kiss on his cheek.

She ruffled his hair as she advised. “Be a good boy and listen to Daddy, I have to work today, but I’ll come see you tomorrow.”

Aster nadded in understanding.

She then exchanged a glance with Kevan, who was also looking at her.

In his jet–black eyes, there was a subtle hint of reluctance.

“Well

you tomorrow.” Larissa

He had a gentle and tender smile on his

are we going?” Dylan inquired as he drove

my parents‘ place.” Kevan responded.

as he unwrapped a packet of cookies

lather and son duo in the

sure about this?”

eyes with Dylan.

to Aster. “How are you going to

met Aster before. They know he’s Larissa’s son.”

that they didn’t know Aster was

had numerous other questions.

from asking them in Aster’s presence, so he simply remained quiet.

parents‘ house, Dylan gradually slowed down

and turned to Kevan.

been engaged in conversation with Aster throughout the

pay much attention to the road ahead.

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lavishly dressed but disheveled woman standing at the courtyard gate.

was holding a

be none other than Maria.

on the heavy iron gate with her knile.

was strained as she shouted, “Give me back my Edmund!”

a situation,

asked in a

someone

his hand and offered comfort,

Kevan, “Should we call