Sweet Subterfuge by Trina Duo

Chapter 642

As the wedding was almost about to start, the quests began arriving one after another, Kevan and Dylan got busy attending to them.

Many guests recognized Kevan and wanted to establish rapport with him for future business opportunities. They offered him cigarettes and asked for photos together. Some even tried to set him up with someone.

Initially, Kevan was willing to entertain them. He wanted to show courtesy for Cylan and the Davis family’s sake. However, he was known for his patience. Every quest from ether side treated him like a sightseeing spot to lick all their list. He reached his limit. He excused himsell to get some fresh air.

The ballroom was sp acious. He easily found an unoccupied comer with an open window. The cold breeze that drilled in brought some clarity to his thoughts.

He glanced at his phone. There were no messages. His grip on the phone lightened as his heart also seemed to lighten. It had been lour days since his return from Aldovia and Larissa had not reached out to him even once, Had she not seen the items he entrusted to Lewis?

he hesitated. What it she had seen them and now held

here

his inner struggle, he suddenly caught a subtle hint of smoke, prompting him

Bartham implemented a comprehensive ban on irccor smoking. So, a venue like this one had even stricter regulations. He disliked people who didn’t follow rules, but he wasn’t sell-righteous enough to go out

in his pocket. He stood upright and smoothed out the wrinkles on his sull jacket hem, preparing to leave. Suddenly, he heard a lam liar voice-someone

get the money from

them. They’d completely screwed me over! I lost milions! Now, those old f arts from the board are

a finger to help me! We’ve always had a sour relationship, he did otter assistance, I’d even suspect it

figure out a way to get the money. Otherwise, those old larts