Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 927

Kevan noticed Dylan’s hesitation and decided to take matters into his own hands.

He lifted Aster and placed him firmly in Dylan’s lap.

“Lock the doors and keep him safe,” he instructed with determination before jumping out of the car without further ado.

“Hey-* Dylan tried to intervene but it was too late.

He watched as Kevan strode purposefully toward the commotion,

“Damn it! Dylan muttered in frustration,

Following Kevan’s instructions, he locked the car doors but remained uneasy.

“Uncle Dylan, where did Daddy go?” Aster asked with a worried expression.

Dylan shifted his gaze away from Kevan, mustering a forced smile.

“Well… he is not feeling well and needs to use the neighbor’s restroom.”

Hr concocted a poor excuse.

Aster responded with a simple “On” and lowered his head, obediently nestling in Dylan’s arms.

It was unclear whether he believed the excuse or not.

The sound of the knife striking the gate abruptly stopped.

“You’ve finally decided to show your face! You freeloading ingrate! Give me back my Edmund!”

upon hearing

darted toward the source

he couldn’t make out any details.

covered Aster’s ears with both hands, assuring him. “It’ll be

to

until the shrill sound of

increasingly restless.

investigate. But he restrained himself, he had his own mission to

Kevan’s silhouette reappeared in the

lowered the car window and asked,

calmly, “Everything’s

sirens gradually faded into the distance.

the car back

nowhere to be seenc presumably, the police had taken

the doorbell A cautious voice from inside inquired,

“It’s me, Kevan.”

massive iron gale slowly opened on its

Kevan instructed Dylan, “Go park the car,

“What about Aster?”

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but disheveled woman standing at the

was holding a gleaming

could be none

Maria pounded on the heavy iron gate with her knile.

she shouted, “Give me back

situation, cowered

asked in a

“She’s someone who

with his hand and offered comfort,

Kevan. “Should