Sweet Subterfuge by Trina Duo

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!”

Dylan trembled upon hearing the shout.

anxious gaze darted toward the source

make out any

ears with both hands, assuring

to last much longer.

continued until the shrill sound of police sirens drew closer.

increasingly

and investigate. But he restrained himself, he had his

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

window and asked, “What’s the situation?”

responded calmly, “Everything’s fine.”

walling sirens gradually faded into the

maneuvered the car back to

nowhere to be seenc presumably, the police

A cautious voice from inside inquired, “Who is

“It’s me, Kevan.”

iron gale slowly opened on its own.

car window, Kevan instructed Dylan, “Go

“What about Aster?”

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lavishly dressed but disheveled woman standing at the courtyard

was holding a gleaming

be none other than

the heavy iron gate

shouted, “Give me back

such a situation, cowered in Kevan’s arms.

who is she?” he asked in a

whispered, “She’s someone who isn’t

gently shielded Aster’s eyes with his hand and offered comfort, “You don’t need to be scared,

phone and asked Kevan. “Should we call the police?”

in

remained seated in the car.