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!”

hearing the shout.

gaze darted toward the source of the commotion behind

make out any

ears with both hands, assuring him. “It’ll

seemed to last much longer.

continued until the shrill sound of police sirens drew

grew increasingly

investigate. But he restrained himself, he had his

ten minutes. Kevan’s silhouette

car window

calmly, “Everything’s fine.”

sirens gradually faded into the distance.

car back to Kevan’s parents‘ house.

nowhere to be seenc presumably, the police had taken

voice from inside inquired, “Who

“It’s me, Kevan.”

massive iron gale slowly opened

instructed Dylan, “Go

“What about Aster?”

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expected, there was a lavishly dressed but disheveled woman standing at the courtyard gale.

was holding a gleaming kitchen knife.

be none

Maria pounded on the heavy iron gate with her knile.

voice was strained as she shouted, “Give me back my

with such a situation, cowered in Kevan’s

asked in a

whispered, “She’s someone who isn’t

eyes with his hand and offered comfort, “You

Kevan. “Should we call