Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 69

“I feel like it doesn’t make a difference even if I pretend to be your girlfriend,” she said seriously.

Those who would willingly try to get in his pants would likely have low to no morals. Kevan having a girlfriend would not stop them from trying, and they may even delude themselves into thinking they could fight for the chance to be with him.

“How would you know that there would be no difference if you haven’t even tried it yet?” Kevan was more optimistic than her, however. “Don’t worry, I won’t ask you to do everything a proper girlfriend should. You just need to do what you did today and show up to events with me. That should deter the women who have ideas about me.”

The banquet today was not that hard to get through–it would have been even better if those two ladies did not come looking for trouble.

If it really were all like today…

“Fine.” Larissa decided that she would be a quiet wallflower at Kevan’s side to pay off the 1.5–million– dollar debt. “But let’s iron out the details; how long will this last?”

She could never let her guard down when making deals with Kevan.

“Last?” Kevan was quiet for a moment. “Six months?”

“Isn’t that too long?” Larissa found it hard to even imagine herself by Kevan’s side for

six months.

Kevan’s eyes became cold, as if he was dissatisfied at her bargaining.

“It’s only a fraction of the time you intended to pay off the dress via monthly installments. Besides, I won’t have events like these every month.” He paused as a mocking smile appeared on his face. “But of course, I don’t mean to force you to agree. If you’re not willing, you may feel free to pay me back tomorrow.”

He was clearly forcing her to agree! But she just did not have the ability to resist. Gritting her teeth, Larissa snapped, “Fine then; six months it is!”

V

on’s fist slowly loosened in his pocket. “Then I’ll have Dylan prepare the contract

row.”

Kevan did exactly what he said he would. The next night, Dylan delivered the contract that the former had already signed.

The contract was a simple one–page affair. The contents were simple too. It

stipulated the duties that Larissa should do (pretend to be Kevan’s girlfriend while attending public events with him), and listed out the benefits that she would gain ( exemption from having to pay for the 1.5–million–dollar debt) as well as the validity period of the contract (six months).

Everything was written down clearly without any subterfuge, and so Larissa signed it.

Dylan gave her a copy of the contract while he carefully put away the one that belonged to Kevan. After having some water, he said, “I’ve prepared all the necessary legal documents for your lawsuit against your former husband. Just let me know when you’d like to have them sent over to the court.

Larissa was quite worried. “But he can’t even leave the hospital right now. If I sue him, will the trial still proceed smoothly?”

“It’ll be fine as long as his attorney is there,” Dylan said. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“But I don’t think he has the money to hire one now…” Larissa was frustrated whenever she thought of the lawsuit. Sometimes, she even wished she could have just taken the losses as they were and gotten that divorce certificate in return. Then she could stop being involved with the Hardys.

“It’s fine. If he’s really broke, he can still apply for legal aid. At any rate, the trial will proceed smoothly.” Dylan was confident from the get–go.

“Well, now that your affairs are settled.” He suddenly sat up with a serious expression on his face, which made Larissa nervous.

“What do you want?” She shrank back from him.

“Tell me,” Dylan pushed up his glasses, and the cold glint in his eyes was terrifying.” Were you the one who gave Sharon Davis my phone number?“