Chapter 558
Sweet Subterfuge
As if under a petrifying spell Garyâs eyes widened, and he stood frozen in place, completely motionless.
He couldnât quite describe his current state of mindâthere was embarrassment, anxiety, and a hint of joy and anticipation.
Finally, he managed to compose himsell, even though his smile still appeared somewhat rigid.
âYou can think of me as your father,â he said, his intense gaze fixed on Larissa, She disliked this kind of probingâeither he acknowledged her or he didnât. These covert hints made her feel repulsed. As a result her previous favorable impression of him had also dwindled.
âNo need.â She averted her gaze, giving him a casual smile. âBut thank you for your advice.â
He felt a bit disappointed at being rejected so bluntly, but he couldnât show it too obviously, so he simply laughed it off. âI have to leave. have a conference call later.â He intentionally checked his wristwatch.
She licked her lips and stood up with him. âI walk you out.â
âitâs fine.â He stopped her. As he was just about to leave her office, he turned and said, âDonât forget about dinner.â
Larissaâs resolve wavered. She didnât want to face Gary alone, wearing a deceitful mask, and engaging in superficial conversation. So, she called her assistant. âDo I have any important engagements tonight?â
His answer left her disappointed, âNo. Ms. Seymour.â
âAre there any tasks that can be moved up to tonight?â She wasnât ready to give up.
The assistant tipped through the notebook and confidently stated, âNo.â
She hung up the phone in frustration.
She remained in a daze throughout the afternoon, frequently zoning out.
The assistant couldnât help but ask, âAre you alright? Should we go to the hospital?
The mention of âhospitalâ successfully snapped her back to reality. Her eyes suddenly brightened.
âYeah, I have a slight headache and need to go to the hospital.â
She quickly saved all the files and shut down her computer.
âThere are no important engagements tonight, anyway,â she said while grabbing her bag and walking toward the exit. âIf anything comes up, try to handle it yourself or go to the deputy, Only call me if you canât resolve it.â
The assistant nodded, but he was filled with doubt. He had noticed something was off with Larisa today. He had been by her side since the opening of the Winston Hotel in his mind, she was the most dedicated person he had ever known.
She would have toughed out minor headaches or ailments like this in the past. She wouldnât even take medicine, let alone go to the hospital. Even if she did go to the hospital, she would always prioritize work, asking him to give her regular updates. Now, she wouldnât even let him call her.
Therefore, as soon as Larissa left, he sneaked into the restroom and dialed a number.
âHello, Mr. Rogers. Are you available? I have a situation.â
It was rush hour when Larissa left, and the road in front of the hotel was congested with a sea of cars.
She immediately dismissed the idea of driving and changed directions, heading toward the subway station a few hundred feet away.
However, before she could take more than a few steps, a car parked in vacant space in front of the hotel suddenly started and rammed.