Love’s Cunning Ruse

Chapter 311

Julie stood at the deserted hospital room doorway, her gaze flicking between the empty space and Kieran, who was just as perplexed by Kyle’s sudden outburst. But by the time they stepped out of the room, Kyle had already vanished into the elevator.

Downstairs, Kyle slid into the backseat of the car and commanded, “Drive. Take me to the Cardinal Hotel.”

The man behind the wheel was Curtis. He fired up the engine and set the navigation for the Cardinal Hotel. Only then did he glance at Kyle through the rear view mirror. After a moment of silence, he ventured, “Are we heading to the presidential suite at the hotel, young master?”

Kyle shot Curtis a look but didn’t utter a word.

Curtis’s expression turned grave as he peered at Kyle through the mirror, “Young master, if you’re planning on going to the hotel now, it might be…”

“Curtis,” Kyle’s voice was ice as he uttered the name, his brows furrowed and his stare carried a dangerous glint, “Since when did I require your advice and decisions on my affairs?”

“My apologies, young master,” Curtis bowed his head and sped toward the Cardinal Hotel.

Thirty minutes later, inside the presidential suite.

Kleist stood respectfully before Simon, “Young master, Stefan is at the door.”

“Oh?” Simon, who was steeping tea, raised an eyebrow and spoke evenly, “Let him in.”

Kleist opened the door and stepped aside, “Please, come in.”

Kyle walked in, while Kleist blocked Curtis at the door. Curtis’s gaze hardened as he faced off against Kleist, who stood with a look that read, ‘You’ll have to step over my dead body to get through here.

Eventually, Kyle looked back at Curtis and said, “Wait here for me.”

Reluctantly, Curtis stepped back and stood guard at the door.

Kleist smirked with a touch of irony and closed the door.

“Hey,” Simon didn’t bother looking up from his tea-making, “Take a seat.”

Kyle settled onto the sofa opposite Simon and was about to speak when suddenly, a blue and white porcelain cup was extended towards him.

He took it and placed it on the coffee table without drinking.

he gently skimmed the tea with the lid.

eyes, “Since when do I have to report my whereabouts to you?” “Indeed, your whereabouts are none of my concern,” Kyle placed the cup back on the table with enough force to spill some of its contents, “But Rowan, what’s the meaning of

interest and a chill in his gaze, setting down his cup, “Back in

voice was a sign of his brewing

suppressing his own rage, Kyle took a deep breath and

show Stefan out,” Rowan stood up.

of Kyle, blocking his path. Rowan had already turned towards the bedroom, and Kyle, hindered by Kleist, couldn’t get any closer. He shouted at Rowan’s retreating figure, “The one responsible for

he glared at Kyle, “You have no right to speak of his

out!” Rowan

push Kyle

away and called out to Rowan’s retreating figure, “Brother, you know I would do anything unreasonable for her!” “Foolish!” Rowan turned abruptly, scoffing in contempt, “Get

emerged, asking with concern, “Young master, are you alright?”

Worried my own brother would tear me apart?” Kyle shot Curtis a cold glance, “Back to the

Kleist returned to Rowan’s bedroom and knocked. After receiving permission from inside, he entered and said, “Young master, shall I inform Lady Grace to

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his hands and replied calmly, “A

the young master’s side since childhood, Kleist understood that Rowan meant Kyle

and was about to leave when Rowan stopped him, “Check with Fred when you get the chance, about the

and Sansa were in the same hospital. After visiting Sansa’s room, Julie and Kieran headed straight to Amanda’s. Amanda’s mood had

Kieran arrived, Ivan, fresh out of school and escorted by Noah, was teaching Amanda how to play

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towards Julie but never made things difficult for her. The old

Shannon an apple pie, a favorite

little Ivan saw Julie, he quickly planted a kiss on Amanda’s cheek and clambered down from the hospital bed, rushing over to wrap his arms around Julie’s

She had politely greetedAmanda before squatting down to tenderly stroke Ivan’s hair. “What kind of face is it,

dad before grinning up at Julie. “It’s my ‘I missed you’ face!”

aback. She was certain this skill hadn’t been

upon seeing Julie, she

had been Sansa who had drugged Kieran, calculating a scheme against him. Amanda hadn’t been fond of Julie for

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asking about her well-being out of