Sweet Subterfuge by Trina Duo

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Chapter 173

The first call was from an employee of a real estate agency. He knew that she had listed her previous

house with the agency for rent, and also about how those shameless people from the Hardy family had

rented her house to someone else. He claimed to be her boyfriend and

expressed his concern because she had yet to return home late at night.

The agency immediately informed him to look for her at the house, il she wasn’t there, the people who

rented out her house must be

involved.

The people from the Hardy family had all returned to their hometown, which was only a little over three

hours away by car, but she wouldn’t travel there for such a trivial matter. He immediately drove to her

former residence but unexpectedly found a police car downstairs.

His heart tightened, and he quickly rushed into the elevators as fast as he could. As soon as the

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elevator doors opened on her floor, someone pushed him back inside.

A man in a police uniform shouted sharply, “Go to a different floor!”

He saw a drunk man waving a kitchen knife behind the police officer and shouting loudly. “Don’t come

over!

Several police officers with empty hands were cautious and refrained from approaching the drunk man

with the knife. He didn’t see

Larissa among the crowd, but that didn’t mean she was safe,

He asked the police officer, “Have you seen Miss Seymour?

The police officer was confused. “Miss Seymour? Who’s that?”

The drunk man, however, had a strong reaction to his words. “That female scammer! kill her! Let’s see

if she dares trick me again!”

He ignored the police officer’s advice and rushed forward to kick the drunk man to the ground, picking

up the knife and pressing it against his neck. His eyes were bloodthirsty, and he might’ve driven the

knife into the man if it weren’t for the police.

The police handcuffed the drunk man and knocked on the closed door across the hall-apparently, the

couple who lived there had called the police. In their bedroom, he found Larissa unconscious and

unresponsive. The couple told the police about what the man had done. and he listened attentively

while carrying Larissa out. Her face was as pale as a sheet and regardless of the noisy surroundings,

she showed no signs of waking up. He vowed in his heart to make the man’s family pay it anything

were to happen to her.

Fortunately, she did not suffer any serious injuries other than a recurring injury on her right shoulder.

But his anger soared when he saw the scars on her body as the nurse undressed her.

He entrusted her to the care of a reliable nurse and went to the police station where the drunk man was

being held. After obtaining the details of what happened, he pulled some strings to get some time alone

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with the perpetrator. Kevan spared no effort in beating the drunk man almost to death, leaving him lying

on the ground in pain and groaning.

He stomped on his face with his foot and said, “Tell your wife to move out immediately, and I will

compensate her. As for you-you’ll spend the rest of your life in jail,*

The drunk man’s filthy blood splattered on him, so he returned home to take a shower and change his

clothes. Then, he went back to the hospital,

Upon arrival, the nurse informed him. “Miss Seymour woke up, but she fell asleep again.”

But it seemed she couldn’t fall asleep. He didn’t want to talk to her much, nor would he allow her to turn

on the light because she would

definitely see how fearful he was. He had never experienced fear to such an extent, even during the

time he’d narrowly escaped death.

Kevan raised his hand and caressed Larissa’s Lace lightly, savoring the soll and smooth touch of her

skin lor a long time. It was good that she was alive and well, and that he could see and feel her. He

bent over and planted a kiss on her forehead before walking out of the room Then, he dialed a number

and said. “I need your help.”

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