Sweet Subterfuge by Trina Duo

Chapter 9

Dylan spat out the water he had just drunk.

He hurriedly leaned forward to grab tissues from the dispenser and wiped his mouth as well as the wet stains on his clothes.

“My apologies.” He was a tad embarrassed, and yet there was a hint of amusement in his eyes. Once he had straightened up again, he pretended to act serious by rubbing his chin in deep thought. Then he said in a straight-faced manner, “There actually is something wrong with Mr. Rogers. He really does have a problem.”

Larissa perked up at that.

“He’s a total germaphobe,” Dylan grumbled with disdain, clearly having been a victim of it.

This bit of gossip was nothing exciting for Larissa, but as she had not quite experienced it herself, she could not relate to him.

She just didn’t quite understand. “How does being a germaphobe have anything to do with rejecting Karin Gallagher?”

“Mr. Rogers’ germaphobia is so extreme that he can’t even have bodily contact with anyone else. When he goes out on business trips, he doesn’t even want to shake other people’s hands.”

Dylan’s words shocked Larissa once more.

When Kevan checked in that night, he clearly shook her hand, and last night, they had…

Larissa naturally would not think that she was the only exception for Kevan. After all, he did say that he originally wanted to have her get a call girl. Hence, she did not understand how Kevan’s ridiculous germaphobia would lead him to refuse Karin and have a call girl instead. Could it be that Karin was dirtier than a call girl to him?

Dylan saw her confusion but did not elaborate. Some things could not be interfered with by outsiders like him.

Larissa did not have the courage to ask either.

did not intend to stay any longer. As it just happened to be dinner time now, she asked out of courtesy, “Do you have any plans for tonight, Mr. Shields? How about having

“Sure. Can I bring someone with

tagalong. Even if she did not want to meet Kevan due

She nodded with

…

had a 3-star Michelin rating. Hence, it would not be

went over to occupy a table first. Kevan only arrived half an hour later. Unlike Dylan’s casual attire, he was still dressed in a suit, and

a meeting. It only ended now.” He gave

to this, and replied without complaint, “Have a seat.”

Larissa was not familiar with Dylan, they naturally sat on opposite sides of the table. She thought that Kevan would sit with Dylan, but who knew that he would sit next to

were very close to each other. Larissa only needed to move her arm a little to touch Kevan’s. For that, she felt like she was sitting on a hot pan, but Kevan seemed unaware of her dilemma.

asking this in passing, but his narrowed eyes had

over to Larissa. “This involves the privacy of my client. I think it’s better if

key point before turning to look at Larissa,

others, but since Kevan

out an unprecedented

replied blandly with his gaze lowered. “With such

right about

was a pity that Larissa was foolish back then. She had not known to look beyond the superficial. After she experienced the insanity

to her being proven wrong

her vexed expression—from Kevan’s perspective—ended up becoming

at a waiter who just happened to be passing by. “I’ve been sitting here for a while. Why is no one serving us water? Is this the service

scolding that they kept apologizing before deferentially filling up his glass with water.

I will relay this to the restaurant’s manager. I’ll make

cold stare, he said, “Just focus on your department. You have no jurisdiction

mouth

by saying, “Alright, alright. Let’s make

in due course, waiting for the moment to take down their

“I heard that you’ll be treating us