We will always try to update and open chapters as soon as possible every day. Thank you very much, readers, for always following the website!

Sweet Subterfuge by Trina Duo

Chapter 205
  • Background
    Font family
    Font size
    Line hieght
    Full frame
    No line breaks
  • Next Chapter

Chapter 205

Dorian smiled and his beady eyes almost disappeared from view.

His putty cheeks Irembled as he spoke, making Larissa’s stomach chum.

Larissa wasn’t someone who judged people by their appearance, but Dorian really made a poor

impression on her.

She endured the nauseating disgust and shook his hand reluctantly.

“Glad to meet you too,” Larissa forced a smile and sald insincerely.

As she was about to retract her hand, Dorian cricced it forcefully and ran his sweaty palm over the back

of her hand, leaving a patch of moisture or her skin.

Larissa was sa turned off that goosebumps appeared all over her.

She couldn’t tell him off in front of everyone, so she restrained herself.

Fortunately, Dorian had some sense of propriety and didn’t harass her any further.

With a lewd smile, he finally let go of her hand.

Larissa clenched her fists in anger and quickly moved away, Increasing the distance between her and

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

Dorian.

The guest room on the third floor didn’t have any chars, so everyone had to stand to chal.

Finding it inconvenient, Larissa and Lana helped Yvette off the bed and down the stairs.

They all set iccether with Jay’s family in the living room on the first floor.

There was only an empty seat next to Reuben. Since Larissa was the last one to find a seal, she

reluctantly sat down beside him.

When Dorian saw this, he wanted to switch seats with Reuben. However, before he could get up. Jay

stopped him with a warning glance.

Dorian sat back down grudgingly, but he couldn’t stop himself from staring at Larissa.

His shameless gaze made Larissa feel like she was on pins and needles.

She suddenly had a bad premonition.

Could it be that Yvette meant for her to marry Dorian instead of Reuben?

However, Dorian was just Jay’s nephew. He wouldnt have a share of his property or inheritance.

Moreover, judging by his unpleasant temperament, he didn’t seem like a man with great prospects for

the future.

Yvette wouldn’t go through all this trouble just to dupe her into marrying someone who would bring no

benefit to the Seymour family.

The more Larissa thought about it, the more conlused she became.

She could feel a migraine coming on.

Initially, Reuben was reclining on the back of the scia.

Suddenly, he sat up straight, conveniently blocking Doran’s audacious gaze.

“Ms. Seymour, are you currently working in Covenford? he casually started a conversation with Larissa,

completely ignoring Derian who was throwing a lit behind him,

Larissa noticed the intentions behind Reuben’s behavior and smiled gratefully at him.

“Yes, I’m working at the Regal Dynasty Hotel in Covenford. Mr. Cole, you should experience the hotel

for yourself whenever you are there for a business Irp.”

“Cefinitely, Reuben agreed.

“You two seem to be getting along well Jay interjected suddenly, chuckling warmly. “It’s true that young

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

people have more to talk about”

Yvette joined in the conversation, “That’s right! We’re too old for them. They will turn up their noses at

us!”1/2

Coquettishly, Lana enveloped Yvette in a hug. “No way! You’re never too old for me!”

Larissa watched them putting on an act with a jaded expression on her face. Inwardly, her emotions

were unbothered by their pretense.

At that moment. Jay gestured to Reuben discreetly.

Reuben understood his message and spoke up. Tve heard that the Seymour Mansion was designed

exquisitely. I wonder if I could take a look around the place?”

“Of course!” Yvette agreed readily and pointed at Larissa. “Lari, show Reuben around.”

Larissa didn’t expect to be called out by name.

Although she had lived in the Seymour Mansion for over ten years, her movements were limited to the

living room on the first floor and her own room on the third floor.

Her understanding of the house layout was far less than any of the household sta

No matter how she looked at it. Yvette’s response seemed deliberate.