Sweet Subterfuge

Standing beside Kevan was a group of burly men with expressionless faces dressed in black suits. As one of them took a step
toward Bethany, she burst into tears, wailing loudly.
She grabbed onto the hem of Jack’s uniform and hid behind him, using his body as a shield. Caught off guard. Jack was almost
pulled off balance and he barely managed to stop himself from falling over by placing a hand on the ground.
Jack looked up at Kevan helplessly. “Maybe you should personally bring her home.”
Upon hearing this, Kevan furrowed his brows in disgust. Just the thought of holding her hand in his made his stomach churn.
He waved at Bethany and ordered in an impatient tone. “Come over here.”
When she heard his voice, Bethany stopped crying and cautiously peered over at Kevan from behind Jack, After making sure
that Kevan was calling her, she gradually inched closer toward him with baby steps.
As she reached out her hand toward Kevan, he turned away, leaving her outstretched hard hovering limply in the air for a few
seconds.
Biting her lip in disappointment, Bethany sniffed her tears away and hurried after Kevan’s retreating footsteps.
Kevan did not bring Bethany home to his parents. Instead, he locked her up in another vacant house with a female bodyguard to
accompany her instead.
Although Bethany tried to resist by throwing a tantrum, one glance from Kevan was all it took to shut her up as she was afraid of
him,
When Dylan learned about this, he asked Kevan, “How long are you planning to keep her locked up?”
Kevan gave a vague answer. “A while longer.”
Dylan was worried about Bethany’s condition. “If you keep her locked up any longer, her entire future could be ruined.”
Kevan sneered. “Well just consider it as her paying back her parents‘ debts for them.”
Although Dylan was familiar with Kevan’s cold and ruthless personality, hearing him say this still sent chills down his spine.
“She is just a child.” He tried to change Kevan’s mind.

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However, Kevan looked straight at Dylan with a piercing gaze and remarked, “Don’t forget what she did to Aster. Although they
ar children, they are not the same.”
Dylan had nothing to say in reply. He continued. “How about Xavier and Cody?”
“Relax, neither of them will be able to escape,” Kevan declared as a determined glint appeared in his eyes.
“What did you say?‘ In the backseat of the car, Xavier was so furious that he flung the cigar that was between his fingers.
The lit cigar bounced off the back of the front seat and landed on Xavier’s pants, burning a hole in his expensive suit. When the
lit end touched his skin, Xavier screamed in pain,
lan quickly picked up the cigar and asked anxiously. “Mr. Seymour, are you alright? Should we go to the hospital?”
Xavier kicked him hard, causing him to slam into the car door. “You useless piece of trash! Get the hell away from me!”
Feeling guilly, Lan didn’t dare speak.
“Damn it! I paid you such a high salary, and this is now you do your job? What’s the point of keeping you around? I might as well
get a dog Instead!” Xavier ranted as he reached for his phone and called a number.
“Hello, is this M. Donovan? Are you busy lately? Do you have time to have a meal together? Xavier spoke in an ingratiating tone.