Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 188

Chapter 188 She watched as Kevan downed an entire bottle of vodka with a straight face Despite the strong alcohol, it seemed to have little effect on him. He remained upright in his seat, and his hand never loosened its grip on her waist As the others called for another round of whiskey, Dylan interrupted and announced the next activity. “It’s time for the exchange of gifts” This session had always been the least popular activity at his Christmas party for a very simple reason. It was an activity where a group of adult men had to prepare their own gifts out of sincerity. Oftentimes, there would be more creative gag gifts rather than actual thoughtful gifts, and almost everyone would be forced to accept whatever they were given During such times, Dylan would always capture their exciting expressions with his camera and share them in their group chat In previous years, everyone always lacked enthusiasm, but this year brought about a dramatic change. “Great! I want to pick Larissa’s gift!” Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

“You’re dreaming’ Her gift is mine!” Suddenly someone piped up playfully. “Shouldn’t Larissa’s gift be left for Kevan? You guys are so clueless” These words resonated deeply with Kevan, and he began to think of ways to make it happen. However, the group was filled with dim-witted people that did not understand his intentions. “Kevan didn’t bring any gift, so he can’t participate in this segment!” “Yeah, Larissa must’ve prepared a separate gift for him. Spare us her gift!” “Please, Kevan! Give us a chance to receive a normal gift for once!” Larissa didn’t expect her gift to be the center of attention at the party, but she also didn’t expect to stay here until now. The situation made her feel a bit awkward. Although the yarn she bought was of high quality, the value of the gift itself was not expensive. This group of men who were used to luxury brands probably wouldn’t use it even if they received it.

They all held such high expectations now, she couldn’t imagine their disappointment when they see the gift later. “Stop arguing!” Dylan stepped forward to maintain order. “Let’s follow the rules. Whoever draws the number is the one who gets the gift.” Everyone had to hand over their gifts to Dylan upon entering, and in return, they received a numbered card from him. Then, he would bring out a black box during the segment, and each person would draw a card. The number on the card determined whose gift they would receive. As Kevan did not bring any gifts, he didn’t have a number, so he couldn’t participate in the gift exchange. While others were drawing cards, he sat quietly next to Larissa, calmly watching their laughter and commotion Larissa’s number was quickly drawn by someone “It’s me! I got her number!” The person knelt down on the ground dramatically and kissed the card in his hand as if he had won the jackpot. Meanwhile, others were filled with envy, and they carried out the segment in a somber mood There were other activities planned after the event, but Kevan claimed he was feeling a bit tipsy from the alcohol and needed to go home early to rest as he had work the next day. He didn’t want to stay here any longer. The others seemed to understand and sent them off, saying. It’s getting late! You guys should rest carly There’s no need to stay and hang out with us bachelors!” Larissa understood the hidden meaning behind their words and jokingly replied, blushing. We won’t be able to rest for some time.” “Oh?” They were all confused and misunderstood the meaning behind her words. Then, Larissa reached out her hand and said. “Didn’t you promise me a whip? Don’t you want to see Kevan gelling whipped?