Chapter 147
Sweet Subterfuge
Lana was even more worked up than Larissa. âTm sorry, Mr. Rogers! I had no ideal Hurriedly, she packed the food back into the lunch box.
To remedy the awkward situation, Lana blurted, âLet me treat you to a meal instead! We should go to a restaurant you like and order your favorite dishes?
Kevan declined politely. âThereâs no need for that. I saved you yesterday because your sister was worried about you. If you want to thank someone, you should thank your sister properly.â
Lanaâs smile froze on her face. After a few minutes, she regained her composure and winked at Larissa cheekily. âOf course. I definitely have to thank my sister. However, you got involved with those thugs and injured yourself while trying to save me. Thatâs why I wanted to thank you as wellâ
Larissa thought to herself, âInjured?â Then, she glanced at Kevan instinctively.
When she arrived at Quinn Bar with the police yesterday, Kevan and Dylan had already subdued that group of thugs. Since she didnât witness the fight, Larissa assumed that Kevan was unharmed because he showed no signs of pain.
âWas he truly injured? She couldnât help but wonder agah as she recalled the events from last night.
âIf you really want to thank me Kevan pondered for a moment, then pulled Larissa closer to him. âLet me spend half a day with your sister just the both of us.â
Larissa and Lana were once again astounded.
After a while, Lana grudgingly squeezed out a strained smile. âSure, i go back to the hotel then. See you tonight Larissa.â
Giving Larissa a withering look, Lana packed up the bag and stood up. Waving goodbye, she walked towards the door briskly.
Larissa caught sight of her wiping the tears off her face. Feeling guilty, she wanted to go after Lana, but Kevan pulled her back by the waist as soon as she stood up.
In that brief delay. Lana had slammed the door shut and left.
âLana is crying. I have to go check on her.â Larissa tried to thee herself from Kevanâs grasp.
However, his grip was too strong. No matter how she tried to pry his fingers apart, he wouldnât let go.
âDonât you dislike Lana? His calm tone was laced with confusion, âWhy do you care if sheâs crying or not?â
Larissa was startled at Kevanâs keen observation. Touching her face, she asked. âAm I that obvious?
She always thought that she hid her negative emotions pretty well but Kevan saw through her easily.
âNo, youâre not,â Kevan spoke honestly, but I can feel it.â
Larissa slumped her shoulders in disappointment. Her acting skills werenât as good as she thought.
She needed to make sure it was convincing enough so that Lana wouldnât suspect anything before leaving the Regal Dynasty Hotel Looking at her tightly knitted brows, Kevan fell an inexplicable urge to soothe her wonies, but he managed to hold himself back in the end.
âSince youâre here, letâs have a meal together,â he said casually. Kevan released his hand from her waist and moved away, creating some distance between them.
âIâve already eaten, Larissa had to refuse his invitation, although it wasnât her intention.
Seeing Revanâs cross expression, she quickly explained, âI didnât sleep well last night, so I had an early lunch. If it werenât for Lana calling me here. I had planned to take an afternoon nap.â
The frown on Kevanâs face softened at Larissaâs explanation.
âI have a lounge next door. You can nap there in the allemoon and have dinner with me later.â
Since he insisted on having a meal together, Larissa couldnât find any reason to refuse I âOh, I almost forgot.â Larissa was suddenly reminded of something important. âLana said you were injured. Was it a serious injury?â