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Sweet Subterfuge by Trina Duo

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Chapter 435

His phone number had never changed all these years, so it was not difficult for her if she wanted to find

it. Besides, Aster’s phone had a copy of his phone number loo.

“Larissa requested to chat with me on WhatsApp! Dylan’s voice unconsciously grew louder, and there

was exchement and delight in his

Although he had gotten Larissa’s phone number from Aster early on, he had not dared to reach out to

her due to his fear of his secret communication with Aster getting exposed as well as his lear of Aster

getting a scolding from his mother. He did not expect her to reach out voluntarily to him, but he could

guess at her motives for doing so.

Before he could accept the request, Kevan snatched his phone from him and accepted on his behall,

Larissa must have been waiting on the other side because she sent a text at once. “Aster is my best

friend’s son! My question to you has nothing to do with Aster, so don’t think too much into it! And don’t

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you dare spew any nonsense to anyone, ESPECIALLY when you’re in front of Aster!”

Hearing the notification sound, Dylan stood on his liptoes to peek at the screen.

“Psh! She’s celuding herself!” he snickered.

Aster had already called her “Mommy” so many times in front of him, and she was still trying to act

around him!

Kevan pressed his lips lightly together and typed. “Okay.” before hitting the “send” button. He did not

return the phone to Dylan but stared at Larissa’s profile picture for a long time. The picture was of her

and Aster at some amusement park, and they were each wearing some sort of floral headpiece, which

made them lock aderable. Their laces had radiant smies, which made him happy and bitter at the same

He saved this picture and used Dylan’s WhatsApp to send it to himsell. After that he lacced on

Larissa’s profile once again-but there was only a blank avatar lett. She had blocked Dylan, and she

never sent any other texts again,

Dylan took his phone back and said smugly on purpose. “Do you need me to give you Larissa’s phone

number?”

Kevan eyed him blandly. “I have a video of you drunk, hugging another woman, and calling her Shay.

Do you need me to help you send it to Sharon?

Dylan immediately tucked his phone away and smiled apologetically. “Mr. Rogers, my dear bro. Mr. Bro

Rogers! You’re a benevolent man. so you can let me all this time, right?”

Kevan showed him away in disgust and said. ‘Screenshot any chats you have with Larissa and send

them to me.”

“I will” Dylan swore with one hand up.

Asterwent back to school after he recovered completely. But Larissa did not dismiss Mrs. Potts. Her job

scope simply changed from watching over Aster at night to picking Aster up from the Academy every

day.

Larissa had originally intended for Mrs. Potts to finish making dinner for Dylan before going to the

Academy to pick Aster up-Mrs. Potts would be able to make it easily, but she treated Aster as if he

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were her own grandson, and did not want him to wait al by himsel in his kindergarten, Hence, she

insisted on going over to pick him up at 4:30 pm and coming back to make dinner for him.

Unable to fight her on this Larissa let her be.

She was able to resume her usual regimen-sending Aster to school after waking early, then going to

the hotel and working ale until almost 10 pm before going home. Every night when she arrived home,

Aster was already asleep, and Mrs. Polls was watching TV in the living room,

Because of her concern for Aster, Mrs. Potts came back to watch over him after making dinner for

Dylan.

Larissa had no words to express her gratitude for Mrs. Polls. So, when she paid her, she gave her an

extra two thousand dollars in addition to the original salary that was agreed on. But soon, Larissa

noticed that something was all.

Mrs. Polls would make dinner for Aster every day, but there was never ever any food waste in the

kitchen.

Larissa had asked once, and Mrs. Potts said that she threw them out on her way downstairs.

She could not have possibly gone downstairs deliberately just to throw them out could she?