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.

He stared

the paper bag by her feet. “I made oatmeal

sunflower seeds, and

Kevan disliked eating out, so she made breakfast for him.

brought along honey, raisins, and dried

the brakes upon hearing her words and stopped the car by

do,” he told

immediately handed him

the lid yourself? I’ll get you the spoon at once.” She bent down again as she spoke and took out a brand–new spoon from

and washed it right before I came down. You can

unusually docile as she smiled sweetly at him.

the roof of his

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thermos on

fragrance of the oatmeal wafted through his nostrils along with the

couldn’t resist the urge

accepted the spoon she handed him and scooped up a spoonful of oatmeal before

mouth.

was not too thick, nor too watery. The proportions of its contents blended together beautifully as well, and he could taste the aromatic fragrance of the cardamom,

problem forcing himself to stomach even the most unappetizing food, the ones he wholeheartedly regarded as “delicious” were truly rare. Larissa’s oatmeal happened to be one of those rare instances.

him think

girl sitting by his bed,