Sweet Subterfuge by Trina Duo

Chapter 90

Larissa received many congratulations for her successful attempt at defending her honor and vindicating herself.

The general manager called her as well and informed her that he was appealing directly to his superiors for her reinstatement and that she would most probably be able to return to work at the Regal Dynasty the week after.

Larissa thanked him.

On Saturday morning, Larissa received a call from Kevan.

He was already waiting for her downstairs.

Larissa didn’t want to make him wait for too long, so she merely changed into a set of new clothes without tidying herself up or putting on makeup. She left the house after that.

Kevan was the only one in the car, so Larissa naturally sat in the passenger’s seat.

“Is Dylan not coming with us?” she asked.

Kevan’s fingers tightened around the steering wheel.

The first thing she asked about was Dylan–how maddening.

“He’s not coming.” he replied coldly.

Larissa hummed in acknowledgment. “Did you have breakfast yet?” she continued.

stared

thermos from the paper bag by her feet.

seeds, and milk.”

disliked eating out, so

I brought along honey, raisins, and

her words and stopped

will do,” he told

him

spoon at once.” She bent down again as she spoke and took out a brand–new spoon from the paper

it right before I came down. You can rest assured that it’s

looked unusually docile as she smiled sweetly at him.

the roof of his

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placed the thermos on his thigh.

the

He couldn’t resist the urge to dig in

up a spoonful of oatmeal before sending it into

mouth.

nor too watery. The proportions of its contents blended together beautifully as well, and he could taste the aromatic fragrance of the cardamom, the creaminess of the milk, and the distinct flavor of the roasted sunflower seeds along with the slight sweetness of the whole thing in

considered himself to have particularly picky tastes. Even though he had no problem forcing himself to stomach even the most unappetizing food,

think

sitting by his bed, spooning oatmeal into his mouth.