Sweet Subterfuge

Lewis was so confused by Wendy’s shouting then.
In his memory, no one but his uncle had ever shouted at him like that.
He stared at Wendy blankly before he finally came back to his senses. “Ms. Simmcrs, do you have some kind of
misunderstanding about me?”
Wendy was so angry that she was shaking. Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding can there be? Could the
misunderstanding be that you stole the right of succession of Blue Star away like the ungrateful son of a bitch that you are? Or is
it the fact that you kicked
Larissa out of the company without giving a damn?”
Although Lewis had no idea where Wendy had heard such rumors, he felt that he had the need to clear things up.
“These are all misunderstandings. I have not stolen the right of succession of Blue Star, and I have not kicked Larissa out of the
company.
Blue Star’s president is still my uncle, and the future president will only be Larissa.”
“Stop lying to me.” Wendy snorted at his explanation. “Larissa told me everything! Do you think I’d believe an ungrateful son of a
bitch like you over my best friend?”
Lewis finaly cured out where the problem was
wr now.”
“If you don’t believe me, let’s go find Larissa and confront her
He had nothing to hide after all
He just did not know if that little liar would be able to handle the rage of two people.
The moment he said that, Wendy hesitated. “You really didn’t steal Larissa’s company?
Her heart was beginning to waver,
“I swear it.” Lewis raised a hand. “I lie. I will be struck by lightning, and suffer a late ...*

“Okay, okay” Wendy quickly stopped him. “I believe you alright? She was a bit annoyed. “I didn’t mean to shout at you earder. I
just thought
I’m so sorry. Mr. Logan.”
Lewis did not argue with her over this. This was truly not her fault anyway.
If he really wanted to hold anyone responsible, it should be that damned culprit who played them both.
“t’s alright” Lewis smiled at Wendy and asked, “Do you still have anything else to say, Ms. Simmons?”
“No, no!” Wendy waved her hand quickly.
Lewis pointed out the door. “Then ll be going?”
Wendy quickly walked around him and opened the door for him. “Good night, Mr. Logan.”
Her head was down as she did not dare
She looked like an ostrich.
r to look at him.
Lewis did not want to continue the awkwardness here either, and he quickly exited the room.
“Good night, Ms. Simmons”
Back in the present, Lewis called out to Wendy as a form of greeting. ‘Ms. Simmons.”
Wendy jolted because of that.
She lifted her head with great difficulty and forced out the most painful smile possible.
Then, she said, “You’re back, Mr. Logan.”
“Yes.” Lewis nodded. Because he planned to cock later, he asked again. ‘Do you like lich Ms. Simmons?”
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“Great.” Lewis smiled. “I be making Fisherman’s Stew later, I’d be honored ill you’d give it a try.”
Wendy continued to smile fakely. “Of course, of course.”
Lewis did not stay in the living for long. He could sense Wendy’s discomfort and he could tell that she desperately wanted him to
leave.
Once he went back to his room and changed into comfortable clothes, he went to the kitchen.
Larissa was not there anymore. The things he bought back were still in the bag, and she had left them on the counter. It was
easy to see that she had not done anything and was just hiding from him on purpose.
Lewis had been houding his anger for the whole day. Of course, he was not going to let her all the hook so easily.
He raised his voice and shouted, “Larissa”
Larissa replied from a very far away place. “What?”