Chapter 435
Sweet Subterfuge
His phone number had never changed all these years, so it was not difficult for her if she wanted to find it. Besides, Asterâs phone had a copy of his phone number loo.
âLarissa requested to chat with me on WhatsApp! Dylanâs voice unconsciously grew louder, and there was exchement and delight in his Although he had gotten Larissaâs 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. âAster is my best friendâs son! My question to you has nothing to do with Aster, so donât think too much into it! And donât you dare spew any nonsense to anyone, ESPECIALLY when youâre in front of Aster!â
Hearing the notification sound, Dylan stood on his liptoes to peek at the screen.
âPsh! Sheâs celuding herself!â he snickered.
Aster had already called her âMommyâ so many times in front of him, and she was still trying to act around him!
Kevan pressed his lips lightly together and typed. âOkay.â before hitting the âsendâ button. He did not return the phone to Dylan but stared at Larissaâs 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 Dylanâs WhatsApp to send it to himsell. After that he lacced on Larissaâs 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. âDo you need me to give you Larissaâs phone number?â
Kevan eyed him blandly. âI 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. âMr. Rogers, my dear bro. Mr. Bro Rogers! Youâre a benevolent man. so you can let me all this time, right?â
Kevan showed him away in disgust and said. âScreenshot any chats you have with Larissa and send them to me.â
âI willâ 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 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?