Sweet Subterfuge novel by Trina Duo novel Chapter 78

Chapter 78 

Dylan did not respond to her question, however. 

“Your friend hasn’t made it, right?” He grinned like he knew everything. 

A little stunned, Larissa shot back instinctively, “How did you know?” 

“At this time, the elevators are packed with people. For Floor 45. I suppose even if the elevator’s coming down from the top, it wouldn’t stop there.” 

Other than that, it was her reaction after receiving her friend’s text–she did not go inside but decided to buy coffee. That meant that she would still be waiting for quite a long time. 

“Why don’t you tell your friend to stay where she is? We’ll send you guys up. You can try our company’s coffee too. It’s way better than any coffee you could buy out there!” Dylan looked proud. 

Larissa was not comfortable enough to say yes. “We’ll just park ourselves at Starbucks for a while. You and Mr. Rogers can go about your business!” 

“We just came down here for a walk. There’s no business to be had.” Dylan was very sincere, but Larissa was doubtful of his sincerity. After all, this did not look like a place where one would take a walk at. However, before she could think too deeply about it, Dylan turned and entered the building, waving at them from the automatic doors. “Come on!” 

Larissa glanced at the other two, and they could only follow. 

The access gate downstairs can only be opened by card access. Kevan and Dylan never wore ID tags to work 

as they always used the special passage controlled by security. 

Dylan nodded at Larissa and told the security guard, “Remember Ms. Seymour here. The next time she comes 

to our office, she will use this passage too.” 

The guard nodded and agreed at once. 

Larissa wanted to say that there was no need for such trouble, but she could not brush off Dylan’s kindness, so she only smiled wryly at the guard before quickly walking past him with her head lowered. 

The elevators were right after the access gate, but Kevan and Dylan walked right past them without even looking. Confused, Larissa wanted to know why, but she held back and did not ask. 

They kept walking forward until they stopped before a single elevator. It was stuck on the first floor, and the 

number never changed. 

*This is Mr. Rogers‘ private elevator,” Dylan explained. “It can only be unlocked with his fingerprint.” 

Kevan placed his right pointer finger on the fingerprint reader near the elevator doors, and they opened with a 

ding. The group entered the elevator at once, and Kevan pressed the button for the 45th floor before retreating 

to the corner of the car. 

Larissa was going to occupy the other corner when Dylan pushed her, so she ended up falling against Kevan, 

who pretended to observe the indicator panel but had kept an eye on Larissa the whole time. So, when she fell 

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over, he immediately shifted and caught her. Her warm body exuded a sweet and captivating fragrance as it leaned against him, causing his heart to race involuntarily.