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Sweet Subterfuge by Trina Duo

Chapter 143
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Chapter 143

Larissa got out of the taxi and walked briskly towards Lana.

Staring at Larissa’s backpack, Lana stretched out her palm. “Where is the visitor’s pass?’

“I don’t have a visitor’s pass.” Larissa said.

Lana’s expression immediately darkened, and she demanded harshly. “Then why did you come here

without a visitor’s pass? Are you here to see me make a fool of myself?”

Her brazer atillude annoyed Larissa. She had planned to ask the security guard she met last time to let

Lana in, but she had now changed her mind.

“I made plans to meet a friend nearby, so I came here to let you know that I don’t have a visitor’s pass.

I’ll be on my way now. You can try calling Mr. Rogers again. Maybe his meeting is already over.”

Suddenly, the automatic doors opened. “Ms. Seymour

The security guard she was acquainted with appeared and greeted her warmly, “Why have you come?”

Larissa quickly put on a smile. “just happened to pass by.”

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“Oh?” The security guard was taken aback for a moment and smiled awkwardly. “Well I wish you a

pleasant day!”

“Thank you, and you too,” Larissareplied.

Lana watched their pleasant interaction and stopped Larissa as she lumed to leave.

“Larissa, do you know the security guard here?”

Before Larissa could speak, the security guard answered the question in her stead. “No, not It’s the

other way around. We all know Ms. Seymour

“Why?” Lana was puzzled.

“It’s a direct order from Mr. Rogers.” the security guard said with a nervous smile. “Mr. Rogers made it

clear that no one should impede Ms. Seymour from entering the building; otherwise, our entire

department would be at risk of losing their jobs.”

Larissa was stunned by what she heard. Although her heart was surging with emotions, her face

showed no trace of IL

The security guard was probably exaggerating. She didn’t remember Kevan saying such things

previously.

With that thought, her raging emotions calmed down slightly.

On the other hand, Lana’s spirits seemed to have dampened for unknown reasons.

“I am Ms. Seymour’s younger sister. Can you let me in now?” she asked the security guard.

Without a moment’s hesitation, the security guard shook his head. “Mr. Rogers’s order applies only to

Ms. Seymour. No one else can be allowed in unless she keeps you company.”

Lana pursed her lips and squeezed out a smile. She wrapped her arms alleclionately around Larissa’s

and pleaded coquettishly, “Larissa, since you’re already here, would you please bring me in?”

Larissa pretended to look at her phone. “I’m going to be late for the appointment with my friend. You

should just wait for Mr. Rogers.”

“Larissa!” Lana let go of Larissa’s arm and clung tightly to her sister’s waist like a scala. “Please

accompany me inside the building! I won’t take much of your time. You can come back down

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immediately

Considering Lana’s esteemed hotel guest status. Lanssa couldn’t forcefully push her away. Amidst the

curious gazes of people passing by, Larissa agreed reluctantly. “Fine.”

During her previous visit to the Microworks Building, Larissa had only been to Zern’s studio. She didn’t

know which loor Kevan’s office was on. However, she couldn’t just openly ask the security guard for

directions, as I would expose her as Kevan’s pretend allend.

While waiting for the elevator, she secretly sent a WhatsApp message to Dylan asking about it.

Dylan’s reply came almost immediately. It read. “Hs presidential office is on the 69th floor,”

“What’s the matter? Are you coming to see him?”

“Do you have something to tell him? Or are y you just having a meal together?”

“Have you told him about this? Do you need my help to surprise him?”

His messages kept popping up one after another.

Larissa repled to the last message. “Yes, Lana came to thank him for saving her last night.”

Dylan sent another message. He wrote. “I saved her last night too. Why isn’t she thanking me?