Chapter 34


    Chapter 34


    Amber froze in shock.


    She couldn’t understand why Kevan had transformed in a split second from being. caring and


    concerned about her wellbeing to being distant, arrogant, and


    unapproachable.


    “But–but why?” Her eyes filled with tears and her voice quivered.


    However, at that moment, the only thing Kevan had eyes for was the gradually disappearing car in the


    distance. He did not hear Amber’s question at all, nor did he realize that Dn’s car had stopped


    beside him.


    It wasn’t until a horn red shrilly that he was pulled out of his trance. Pulling open the back door, he


    boarded the car, leaving Amber standing alone indignantly.


    Dn eyed the coat on Amber and teased, “That coat has to cost at least tens of thousands, right? And


    you gave it away without even giving it a second thought? Mr. Rogers, if you’re so rich, how about you


    increase my year–end bonuses just a tiny bit more.”


    Kevan’s brows remained knitted as he brushed away the nonexistent dirt on his arms. “Dirty. So dirty.”


    His tone was filled with disgust.


    Dn clicked his tongue and remarked jokingly, “From now on, if I see any article of clothing of yours


    that suits my taste, I’ll juste over and touch them a few times.”


    Kevan sneered coldly. “I’d rather throw them in the garbage bin downstairs than give them to you.”


    Dn sneered at him in response. “If you’re so smart, don’t youe to me for information next time!”


    Kevan’s expression froze.


    He rubbed his nose and looked out of the window ufortably. Then, in a low voice, he said, “If


    there’s any piece of my clothes that you want, just tell me. I’ll buy you a new one.”


    Dn almost burst outughing. It was fortunate that he managed to stop the car in time.


    This was the first time since he had met Kevan that he hade out victorious in their exchanges.


    He had already decided to hold on tight to Larissa as his bounty from there onward and never let go.


    “Speaking of which, you had the security guard let that mistress in right in front of Larissa. You even


    gave her your own coat. Aren’t you afraid of Larissa


    misunderstanding your intentions?” Dn asked in concern as he recalled the


    incident earlier.


    The two of them recognized Larissa’s car almost immediately. Kevan had only gone down himself to


    investigate because of that.


    Was he afraid of Larissa misunderstanding his intentions?


    Kevan pursued his lips. “No,” he spat.


    What he was really afraid of…was her not even sparing him a single nce.


    Larissa witnessed all that Kevan had done–helping Amber out and giving her his coat to keep her


    warm.


    Her chest felt tight.


    She was well aware that despite that one absurd night she’d had with Kevan, they were nothing more


    than casual acquaintances.


    What Kevan did, the friends he made, and to whom he showed kindness to were his own decisions and


    were independent of how she felt or what she thought about them.


    Larissa copsed on the couch and gulped down half a cup of warm milk. Her previously tense nerves


    from her encounter with Amber finally rxed.


    She nced at the time. It was past 9 pm now.


    Usually, if Travis had no project deadlines he was rushing to meet, he would’ve gotten off work by this


    time.


    Larissa called him again. This time was different from thest few times she had called–his phone was


    switched off.


    Larissa thought something felt off about the entire situation.


    Travis was the head of the technology department at the securitypany he worked in, and the


    company’s system relied entirely on their continuous development and maintenance. In order to


    prevent the system from crashing suddenly, Travis‘ phone had always been switched on 24 hours a


    day so that he


    could promptly troubleshoot and repair any problem that may arise without affecting the normal affairs


    of thepany.


    Larissa recalled Amber’s crazy appearance just now-


    Perhaps something had indeed happened.


    Still, it shouldn’t have anything to do with her, or else Travis would have called her a long time ago.


    Toward midnight, when Larissa was sleeping, she heard the ring of sirens downstairs.


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    She had never been able to differentiate between the sirens of police cars, ambnces, and fire trucks.


    Worried that the building might be on fire, she quickly got out of bed.