Chapter 911
Sweet Subterfuge
âIâm fucking blind as usuallâ Wendy snapped angrily. âI shouldnât have shown you guys any pollen Aster stuck out his tongue and made an ugly lace at her.
Larissa pouted and gave up fighting with Wendy.
During dinner, Kevan get a call Although he hid in the study, Larissa still saw the name on the screen-âDad.â
Kevan came back only after more than ten minutes. Wendy and Aster had already linished ealing and had gone to the home theater to play games. Larissa was the only one waiting for him at the dining table.
Seeing that Kevanâs expression was darker than before, Larissa asked him with concern. âDid something happen at home?â
âItâs not a big deal. Kevan picked up his fork and soon again. âItâs my Aunt MariaâEdmurdâs mom. She went to my place to cause trouble today. She said that Edmund hasnât come back from Westonia after so long because Iâve locked him up.â
When Kewan said that, a mocking smile appeared on his face. âShe understands her son quite well, but she just doesnât get me.â
âWhat die your parents say?â Larissa asked.
âMy dad doesnât know anything. He just listened to her shout for a while before chasing her out of the house.â Kevanâs voice was calm. It was like this was not a big issue that he should be worried about.
âYour dad didnât ask if you had really locked Edmund up?â
âHe did.â
âWhat did you say?â
âThe truth.â
âWhat? Larissa was shocked. S complained, âHow could you tell the truth? Wouldnât your parents not have the confidence to chase her away the next time your Aunt Maria goes to cause trouble at your parentsâ?â
âIgnorance was bliss.â With how Kevanâs parents dealt with things, they would definitely put up with things if they were realy in the wrong. And from that they would let people push their luck with them.
âNumber one, itâs Edmundâs fault, not mine. Number two, the one who locked him up was the police, and not me. So, why shouldnât my parents take the blame? Kevan said righteously. âI already told my dad to not let in all those stupid people. Itâs bad for the house, and my parents would feel bad too.â
âArenât you worried that your Aunt Maria would make things worse?â Larissa had met the Rogers at Old Mr. Rogers funeral, Although she had not interacted with them, Kevanâs aunts and uncles did not look like people who were easy to deal with just based on their appearance alone.
Moreover, Kevanâs Aunt Maria had raised sons like Cody and Edmund âLet her.â Kevan did not care, âItâs not like the one getting shamed would be me if things got worse.â
âBut your parents â
âMy parents arenât as weak as you think. Theyâre not saints.â Kevan knew his parents well. They were just kind, but not weak. They would not let those idiots bully them and not light back.
âMy dad told me to stay in Aldovia for now to prevent Aunt Maria from trying anything with me. Iâll call Dylan later and let him lake over the more important work.â
Kevanâs trip here was a complete accident anyway, and he had not planned to stay for long. But with his aunt causing trouble, it gave him a proper reason to stay in Aldola, and he could âforceâ Dylan to work harder for him too.
Alter so many years, Kevan was always in charge of everything about Microworks. I was time that Dylan stepped up and took on some responsibilities too.
At this moment, far on the other side of the globe, Dylan sneezed very loudly.