Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 900

Chapter 9 00 Marilyn?” Gary stroked his chin, seemingly considering it seriously. “She’s not bad, but it still needs to depend on Lewis whether he likes ter or not. He doesn’t always listen to me.” Is that why you only meddle in my marriage?” Larissa felt somewhat sour. What are you talking about?” Gary stared at her with displeasure. “All that I have done is Introduce you to some men. When have I ever nterfered with your relationships with them?” That was true. ‘Come to think of it, how are things going between you and Mike? Do you still keep in touch with him?” Gary suddenly asked. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

‘No. We’re not a good match,” Larissa replied honestly. She couldn’t help blaming herself for bringing this topic up, “You barely met him a few times, and you’re saying he doesn’t suit you?” Gary paused for several seconds. “Don’t tell me that you’re still thinking about Kevan! Feeling guilty. Larissa fell into silence. She couldn’t bring herself to lie to him, but she couldn’t tell him the truth either. “Kevan is the one who doesn’t suit you! His family is complicated. Gelling entangled with them won’t lead to anything good,” he said. “He is already dealing with his family affairs… Larissa tried to put in a good word for Kevan, “Soaring Corporation is about to collapse. His relatives won’t be able to hold on for much longer.” “You’re wrong.” Gary’s expression was solemn. “It’s exactly because the company is on the brink of collapse that those people might cause trouble. No matter what listen to me. Stay away from Kevan.” Larissa parted her lips. However, upon seeing how stubborn her father was, she didn’t say anything more in the end.

Aster knew that Larissa would be coming today, so he had been waiting for her downstairs. As soon as he heard the car outside, he tossed away the toy in his hands and ran toward the yard. The serv ants hurriedly followed behind him and callec. “Mr. Aster, slow down!” Such a scene was familiar to Larissa. She had seen it happen to Lana before. Now that it was happening to Aster, a sense of revulsion stirred up within Larissa. She became even more resolute about taking her son away. ‘Mommy!” Aster rushed over excitedly, Larissa enveloped him in her embrace and showered his chubby checks with kisses. However, the tender moment didn’t last long as she began to feel the soreness spreading from her arms. Putting Aster Lack down on the ground, she asked with a frown, “How heavy are you now?” It had only been a few minutes, and she was already unable to continue carrying him in her arms. Aster blushed. Instead of responding to that he held Larissa’s hand and led her toward the house. “Mommy, Grandpa has taught me how to draw! Come and have a look at my drawings.” “Aster has great potential. He’ll surely be a renowned artist if you nurture him!” Gary sald hapolly. “Really? Larissa didn’t quite believe what he said. Alter al, she understood her son’s capabilities more than anyone else. Born and raised in Westonia, Aster could barely make any decent sketches, as no one at home had the time to teach him how to draw or paint “You’ll know it once you see it!” Gary beckoned the ser vant to bring over all the drawings done by Aster from the study. Then, he proudly showed them to Lanssa.