Chapter 139
Sweet Subterfuge
Chapter 139
Larissa swilly turned on her toes and hurried to Lanaâs side. Supporting her arm, she gently draped her hoodie over Lanaâs shoulders.â Are you okay? Did you get hurt?â
Lana shook her head, but her gaze was fixed on Kevan.
âMr. Rogers,â she called out timidly, âare you okay?â
âYeah,â Kevan responded indifferently, without even glancing at her.
Lanaâs eyes welled with tears as she bit her lower lip.
âWhat happened here?â a police officer spoke up sternly.
Lana spoke up first pointing at the bald man lying motionless on the floor. âThis man tried to violate me.
Luckily, Mr. Rogers arrived in time. Otherwise. I would have been
She hung her head and sobbed, overwhelmed with sadness.
Given that everything at the scene aligned perfectly with Lanaâs description, the police did not leel the need to ask further questions. They proceeded to coprehend all the thugs and brought them back to the police station lor interrogation. The only female police officer on the team even came over to comfort Lana after her ordeal.
The thugs who had been overpowered by Kevan and Dylan were in such a battered state that they required the assistance of the police officers to remain on their feet. They could barely stand on their own, relying on the support provided by the officers to maintain their balance.
As they were escorted out of the bar, the thugs couldnât contain their anger and frustration. They unleashed a barrage of curses and verbal abuse toward Kevan, directing their vitriol at him. The bald man, who appeared to be their leader, departed with a brazen threat his voice laced with menace. âYou bastard, just you wall!â
Lana with drew her arm from Larissaâs grip and huddled up next to Kevan trembling. She locked up at him and apologized shyly. âIâm sorry for dragging you into this mess. Mr. Rogers.â
Kevan distanced himself from her and said nonchalantly. âThatâs alright,â
Lana blicked her eyes, and the welling wetness within them transformed into cascading tears that streamed down her cheeks.
She bit harder on her lower lip. Without lipstick on, the paeness of her lips was evidert.
The police bundled the thugs in the police car and instructed Dylan to drive behind them.
Kevan opened the door to the backseat of the vehicle and ordered, âLarissa, come here.â
Larissa walked over. âHmm?â
âGet in the car.â Kevan didnât mince words with his orders. However, this directness and brevity did not in any way diminish his
unwavering authority
âOkay.â Lanssa responded, already accustomed to taking the back seat in Dylanâs car, so she didnât refuse.
Kevan closed the door and went around to the other side to get in the car.
Lana stood aside, staring at Kevan without blinking. She did not make any move to get in the car.
Dylan observed her every move with amusement. With a teasing tone, he asked. âWhatâs the matter, Ms. Seymour? Do you not want to sit
beside me?â
Lana snapped out of her thoughts and quickly shook her head in denial. âNo, of course nol!â
She quickly got into the car.
As Kevan and Dylan were not at fault, they could leave aller giving their statements
Dylan started the car and asked, âShall we drop Ms. Seymour off at the hotel first?â
Lana turned around and looked at Larissa ruefully, âLarissa, Iâm scared! I donât want to slay at the hotel alone! Her beseeching eyes were
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filled with pleading.
Larissa understand that Lana could be emotionally affected after experiencing such a traumatizing incident. She reluctantly agreed. saying, âAlright, you can stay at my place tonight.â
âYouâre the best! Lana immediately smiled happily.
After Dylan parked the car downstairs, Larissa, Kevan, and himself unbuckled their seal bells simultaneously.
Lana locked at them in surprise, her eyes widening. âAre you all getting out of the car?â
Dylan chuckled lightly. âOf course, Mr. Rogers and I will escort you two upstairs!â