Sweet Subterfuge by Trina Duo

Chapter 822

Wendy had arrived home half an hour before Larissa, By now, she was already in her loungewear and watching TV, slouching on the sola. In her arms, she held a bag of potato chips that they bought from the supermarket last night.

In comparison to Kevan who was busy in the kitchen, she seemed very relaxed.

Approaching Wendy with Lewis‘ and Marilyn’s coals, Larissa kicked her under the coffee table. She hissed with displeasure, “Can’t you go and help out?”

Wendy winced in pain and withdrew her leg. She glared at Larissa and said through gritted teeth. “It’s not like I can be of any help! Mr. Rogers came over early in the afternoon to wash the vegetables and prepare the seafood. Tell me, what else can I do?”

Hearing this, Larissa glanced at the kitchen with a puzzled expression. “Then why is he still in the kitchen?”

Wendy cestured towards Aster with her chin. Ask your scr

Larissa lured her questioning gaze on Aster, who replied proudly, “Daddy is mading pretzels for me!”

brows. “Why did he suddenly decide to fry pretzels?

in Caldor, everyone was stuck at home playing around with random things. Aster hadn’t tried pretzels before, so he was very interested. Mr.

personally fried pretzels at home before this, so she found it

drink. We have water and soda. What would you like?” Larissa molioned to Lewis and

replied simultaneously, “Water

exchanged surprised looks after that. Marilyn blushed and lowered her head immediately. Larissa noticed her reaction and suppressed a smile,

pan with an apron around his neck. The sleeves ofhis shirt were wrapped tightly with cling wrap as

surface of the pretzels had turned golden brown, Kevan scooped out the filed pretzels and lined them on a plate

towels.

Kevan twisted the dough into pretzels and put them in the frying

emitted a sizzling sound as

a step back. Picking up a cooled pretzel from the plate, he tore off a small

he said, “Give it