Sweet Subterfuge
Chapter 942
Chapter 942
The writing or the pages had faded considerably due to time. Regardless. Larissa could still recognize her own handwriting accurately.
Larissa Seymour, Class A
This physics textbook belonged to her!
A blurry memory rushed back to her mind,
In her senior year of high school, she had indeed lost her physics textbook.
She had looked everywhere for it, in her home, her classroom, even in the garden where she studied in the mornings.
However, she couldn’t find any trace of it.
In the end, she had to save up her hard–earned money to get a new one from her homeroom teacher.
had to stay up all night to rewrite
twenty years, she never expected to find her lost textbook here.
room again and asked, “Ms. Larissa would you like something to
her head and waved the physics textbook in her hand. “Does this book belong to
everything in this office belongs to Mr. Rogers. Apart from him,
“Then, do you know which high school Mr. Rogers graduated
“I’m not privy
hidden from the public. There was hardly any information about him online.
surfaced online, the public couldn’t even match his face
didn’t press the assistant further. “Wright, there’s nothing else. You can
recall if they had come across each other during
set as his computer’s home screen—was probably taken up close by him
of him wt alsoever. With Kevan’s handsome looks, she would
up and saw Kevan, who had a
as he was still preoccupied with thoughts about the meeting just
instinctively, she tried to hide the physics textbook that she
He said in
the wrong for going through his things without permission. However, Kevan was the one who kept
About Sweet Subterfuge - Chapter 942
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