Sweet Subterfuge By Trina Duo ( Larissa Seymour & Travis Hardy )
Sweet Subterfuge By Trina Duo Chapter 566

Chapter 566

Kevan had been feeling frustrated over the past two days. He didn’t know what he had done to offend Gary. Somehow, Gary seemed to have put Kevan on the blacklist and kept preventing him from visiting Larissa.

Each time he rushed to the hospital eagerly. Lewis stopped him from meeting Larissa with various excuses.

In desperation, Kevan resorted to his old method of introducing a caretaker, With that he was able to plant an informant in Larissa’s hospital ward.

Mrs. Griffin would report Larissa’s condition to him every day, but even so, he was not satisfied.

At his wit’s end, he turned to Dylan for help. “Help me think of a legitimate reason to meet Larissa.”

Kevan had tried numerous ways to enter Larissa’s ward, such as sending her meals, giving her a cell phone, or delivering a message from

Despite that, Lewis was adamant about not letting Kevan in. He informed Kevan politely that he would relay the message to Larissa on his behall.

“Isn’t visiting a sick person a legitimate enough reason?” Dylan was unable to empathize with Kevan’s frustrations.

“In fact, I just met Larissa yesterday. By the way, did you know that Mr. Logan, Blue Star Shipping’s CEO and a partner of Soaring Corporation, is actually Larissa’s biological father? It’s so sureal, like a plot out of a drama! I was terribly shocked-Caught up in his excitement, Dylan rambled on, but Kevan didn’t hear a word.

“Did you meet Larissa yesterday? Did you manage to enter her hospital ward?” He stared at Dylan intently, holding his breath.

“Of course, I went in, Larissa’s not in the intensive care unit, why wouldn’t be able to go in? Dylan thought Kevan’s question was

ridiculous.

Kevan couldn’t believe his ears. In a daze, he probed further. “The Logan family let you in?”

Dylan nodded. “Yes, I said I was a friend of Larissa, so they didn’t stop me. Larissa’s dad and cousin are quite nice people. We had a good chat and they thanked me for taking care of Larissa all this while. In addition, they even said that after Larissa’s discharge, they want to invite me for a proper dinner.”

When Kevan heard that, he couldn’t help feeling aggrieved.

At the same time, he felt a little annoyed.

Both he and Dylan were Larissa’s friends, but why was there such a difference in treatment between them?

Seeing Kevan’s infuriated expression, Dylan realized that he was getting angry and quickly shut up.

“How about I accompany you for another visit?” Dylan suggested tentatively.

Normally, Kevan would never be interested in riding on Dylan’s coattails, but now, he had no other choice.

“Alright,”

Dylan did not have the courage to ask why Kevan was repeatedly rejected at the door.

He followed Kevan’s instructions and went alone to knock on the door to Larissa’s ward.

As always, Lewis answered the door.

When he saw Dylan, a smile appeared on his face. “Mr. Shields, are you here to see Larl again?”

Gary had investigated Dylan’s background and knew that he was one of Larissa’s best friends. Furthermore, Dylan had already gotten married a few years ago, so he wouldn’t be an obstacle to Larissa’s departure with Gary.

Therefore, they had nothing against him. Conversely, they treated him as an honored guest because of all the help he had given Larissa in the past.

Dylan returned a brilliant smile

as well.

“Yes, I am.”

Kevan was hiding in a comer clenching his lists in anger at Lewis’s double standards.

“HL Larissa.” Dylan waved to Larissa, who was lying on the hospital bed, and placed the bouquet of lies he brought on the bedside table.

The pungent smet. of disinfectant was slightly masked by the fragrance of the Hies, easing Larissa’s furrowed brows as she took in their

Scent.

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