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Sweet Subterfuge by Trina Duo

Chapter 608
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Chapter 608

Larissa did not know how many times she had come to and left Bartham Airport. The weirdest thing about it was

that whenever she was

here, her mood would become strangely grave-it was as if she had gone back to that fateful day when she left

Caldor six years ago.

“Time to go.” When it was almost time to board the flight, Lewis helped Gary up before reaching out to grip the

handles of the wheelchair.

“Okay.” Feeling the wheelchair move, Larissa put away all her nonsensical thoughts and gripped the phone that

Kevan forced into her hand last night tightly.

Gary was walking next to her, and he saw that phone. Snorting coldly, he sneered. “We’re about to leave, and he

doesn’t even want to

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He had not named the subject in his words, but Larissa knew who he was complaining about. She flipped the phone

over, and the screen It up because of her actions-there was still no word from him. Larissa pressed her lips tightly

together, and the empty hole in her heart

felt cold

Gary had booked the whole business class on this flight to ensure Larissa’s safety. The three of them sat separately

so that they would have a certain amount of personal space where they would not disturb each other.

Lewis turned on his laptop the moment he sat down, lingers clacking away on the keyboard, looking strangely busy

while Gary adjusted

his seat and asked for a blanket from the flight attendant, going straight to sleep.

They followed Larissa’s request and did not smother her with too much attention.

Larissa had slept for too long last night so she did not feel tired. But the entertainment on the plane was very dull.

She picked a movie before putting on headphones. The movie had just played when the announcement about the

plane taking off sounded, instructing all passengers to turn off their phones.

Larissa’s finger touched the power button, and she was about to press down on it when her phone vibrated, a

message popping up on the screen. This phone was brand new, and only Kevan knew the number of it.

Larissa’s heart began to race a little faster. Her hand trembled even as she opened the message.

“I will wait for you to come back.”

These eight words caused a wave of emotion to surge up within her. She stared at the message, complicated

feelings engulfing her all at once, choking her by the throat even as she teared up. She typed an “Okay” in the text

box, but she was unable to send the message even after a long while. After all even she did not know if she would

come back in the future.

“Miss, please turn off your mobile phone.” The beautiful flight attendant crouched next to her with a gentle smile,

but the tone of her voice clearly left no room for dispute.

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“Oh! Right.” Larissa came back to herself and did as she was told.

Lewis had already made appropriate arrangements for what came next. After landing in Westonia, Larissa was sent

to a very high-end private hospital, receiving complete treatment and care from the doctors and nurses. She was

practically cut off from the world beyond, and the phone that Kevan gave her was confiscated by Gary and tossed

to G od knew where. Because of that, she missed a series of big. shocking news that occurred in Bartham. It was

less than three months since the exposure of Yvette’s dark history, and she had appeared in the headlines of all the

major news outlets once more-Yvelle Hospitalized! Severely Wounded, Suspected Physical Abuse!”

The papara zzi had uploaded the video of her getting hauled into the car by lan in the parking lot. The video showed

that her eyes were closed, and her body was hanging lifelessly from lan’s shoulders like a corpse. lan’s lace had

been blurred out so no one could tell who it was, but this did not stop netizens from trying to identify him via all

kinds of traces or clues that they could lind.

This got pretty big, and it was difficult for lan, who was involved, to not know about it. He frantically went to lind

Xavier and said, “What do we do now, Mr. Seymour?” He could never have known that there would be papa raz zi

lying in wait in the basement parking lot.