Because Kevan was eager to see Larissa, he didn't bother adjusting to the time difference. After a quick shower, he headed straight to the hospital, where Lewis was waiting for him at the entrance. It had been several months since they had last seen each other, but Lewis hadn't changed much. He still had that serious and business-like demeanor, but his gaze had softened a bit.They exchanged greetings. Kevan wasted no time in asking, "How's Larissa doing?""She's recovering well. She can walk on her own now," Lewis replied.Larissa received more attentive care than before being in Gary's territory, leaving her with little to worry about. Naturally, her health was improving day by day, though the only downside was that she had gained some weight due to the lack of exercise. Kevan noticed this the moment he saw her.Compared to the last time he saw her, she looked healthier and fuller. She was no longer the frail, skeletal woman he'd known. Kevan's heart eased, but at the same time
Kevan didn't spend much time at the hospital. Besides meeting Larissa, he had an important task to accomplish during his visit to Aldovia—to exchange information and strategize with Gary.When Gary's meeting ended, Lewis drove Kevan to Blue Star Shipping's headquarters which was located in the heart of Westonia. Westonia was one of the most developed cities in Aldovia, and many internationally renowned companies had their headquarters established here.As they drove away from the hospital, they were surrounded by towering buildings, which lined up on both sides of the road, blocking the blue sky. Even the sunlight couldn't reach the pedestrians directly."The pace of life here is too fast. I'm not a fan." Lewis chatted with Kevan while driving. Over the past few months, they had maintained constant communication, and their relationship had grown closer than before.Kevan looked out the window, observing the hurried white-collar workers holding their coffee cups, and didn't find thi
Lewis helped Kevan pull out a chair, addressing him politely as "Mr. Rogers."Kevan thanked him with a smile.Once they were both seated, Gary spoke. "Our ship will arrive at port tomorrow."The ship he spoke of was the one that helped Cody transport contraband things—the one that they had called back at the last minute. Gary had used a lot of effort to catch the mole. He did not subject him to private justice nor did he hand the guy over to the police. He even absolved any form of punishment that could have occurred.He only had one request—to continue working with Cody and pretend that nothing had happened.They changed the cargo that was meant to be smuggled into Caldor as flour—smuggling flour was not considered a major crime. Besides, they had even declared the flour and other cargo to customs. Although Cody could not be sentenced with just this, he had paid in full for that batch of cargo. With this happening, tens of millions of dollars were gone to waste. If this deficienc
Lana was, after all, a young lady who had been spoiled. She was very well-loved as a child and was quite coddled. She was not as mature and cunning as some other girls her age—any cunningness she may have had in this life was all spent on Larissa.To her, Miqeila was just a lousy aunt who constantly tailed after Xavier in a subservient manner, hoping for a bite of his wealth. As this lousy aunt of hers had gained a great deal of benefits from her own family, it was time for her to pay back what she was given. Therefore, she did not suspect Miqeila at all when she left with her, and things were developing the way she expected them to.She checked into a high-end hotel and got a bunch of pretty clothes, including expensive cosmetics. Her life was now like this—sleeping after eating, then waking up to repeat the process. Quite the wonderful, perfect life indeed.However, this only lasted for three days. After that, she officially stepped into hell.…Kevan would receive email reports
This was a huge case that was enough to gain some form of meritorious credit. Kevan did Jack a favor by passing this case to him before seeking a news outlet to expose this company's abhorrent practices. Of course, his uncles' pictures also "accidentally" ended up in the news.The exploitation of minors was a serious crime anywhere. To get the media in on this would mean that everyone would know. The netizens were so enraged by this that the government—in order to reassure the public—naturally treated this case seriously.With Bernard and Felix being on the news and having their identities exposed by some other person, they became the most obvious people to target. The Rogers were a big family with several large businesses, so they had connections in many domains. But this time, no matter how many connections they tried to reach out to, no matter how many multi-million-dollar gifts they sent, no one dared to stand up for them.The government had already given the order: these two me
Aster was taller than the last time Kevan saw him, and he was a little stronger too. When he slammed into Kevan, the man was knocked back a few steps. But luckily, he was able to catch Aster while remaining on his feet."Daddy!" Aster's arms were wrapped firmly around Kevan's neck, his little face beaming with joy.Kevan hummed lightly in response, turning around to leave with the kid in his arms. "Hungry?" Kevan asked, and Aster nodded, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. "I want to eat Daddy's cooking!"This was what Kevan promised him before he came here. "Sure!" Kevan agreed gladly.…There was no pantry in the hotel suite, so Kevan followed Aster home.The three-bedroom apartment was jointly purchased by Larissa and Wendy, and they were both paying the monthly mortgage together. The location of the apartment was not bad, and it was just a few hundred yards away from Aster's kindergarten. There was an abundance of commercial streets nearby too. Although it was crowded, one
Kevan looked up and saw the deep blue ceiling. It was covered in star-shaped lights. A sparkling silver galaxy surrounded the lights. Gold dust shimmered around it."These were all painted by Mommy! Godma told me that whenever Mommy had time, she would come here to paint stars for me, even when she was really busy!" Aster boasted proudly.A scene of a slender and delicate woman standing alone on a ladder appeared in Kevan's mind. She held a palette in one hand and a brush in the other. She was focused on painting the ceiling. How did she feel at that time? Probably happy, just like how he felt right now, looking at her "masterpiece."However, compared to her, he also felt a hint of inexplicable bitterness."Does Mommy like ... I mean, the stars in the sky?" Kevan struggled to speak. His voice was hushed and hoarse. Larissa must have liked stars a lot. He couldn't think of any other reasons she would name her son "Aster" and put so much effort into decorating the room.Aster lo
Kevan had always been a good cook. But due to his busy schedule, he didn't get many chances to cook. Kevan unbuttoned his cuffs and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his forearms. He also took off his wristwatch and placed it on the coffee table in the living room.Wendy was always concerned about the hygiene of outside food. So, she would make dinner for Aster every day, no matter how busy or tired she was. As a result, Kevan found the ingredients she had yet to use up from the fridge.Yet, when Kevan took out the steak and large prawns from the freezer, Aster immediately showed a disappointed face."I don't want steak or prawns for dinner," he expressed his opinion. Wendy's home-cooked meals were limited. She would usually fry the steak and prawns in butter and sprinkle some black pepper on them. This would be their usual dinner whenever she returned home late."I'm tired of them." Aster wrinkled his face. He glanced at the steak and prawns before turning away.He understood