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

darted toward the source of the

couldn’t make out any

both hands, assuring him. “It’ll be okay soon.”

seemed to last much longer.

until the shrill sound

grew increasingly

out and investigate. But he restrained himself, he had

than ten minutes. Kevan’s silhouette reappeared in the rearview

window and asked,

responded calmly, “Everything’s

faded into the

back to Kevan’s

be seenc presumably,

A cautious voice from inside inquired, “Who

“It’s me, Kevan.”

iron gale slowly opened on its own.

car window, Kevan instructed Dylan, “Go park the car, I head in

“What about Aster?”

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there was a lavishly dressed but disheveled woman

holding a gleaming

none other than Maria

the heavy iron gate with her

as she shouted,

a situation, cowered in Kevan’s

he asked in a hushed

someone who isn’t

comfort, “You

his phone and asked Kevan.