It was probably due to their shared similar interests, but Kevan and Aster got along very well. After that night, Aster kept talking about "Uncle Kevan", and the frequency with which he spoke of him had well surpassed "Uncle Dylan" from before.He constantly bugged Larissa to invite "Uncle Kevan" over to their place, but she would naturally reject such demands.…Bethany changed schools—just like Kevan promised.Both teachers and the guardians of the students were very happy.No one cared where she had been transferred to, and the homeroom teacher never mentioned it.…Having a rare holiday, Larissa arrived at exactly 4:30 pm at the kindergarten. She planned to pick Aster up and take him to a nearby shopping mall to watch a movie in the cinema. However, when she got upstairs, she saw a huge crowd of parents and guardians choking up the corridor leading to the classroom. Those who were at the front of the crowd were beating the door with their hands; those at the back were plaste

Kevan was pretty busy these days. After his miraculous "awakening" six years later and returning to Microworks to take control once more, he'd had a never-ending stream of documents and files to look at, as well as a never-ending stream of meetings to attend.Not to mention that the new game they had been preparing for in the last two years, "Galeforce", was about to go live—this was the biggest project this year, and he was required to follow up and monitor the progress of everything related to it. He no longer remembered how long it had been since he'd had a good night's sleep.When Dylan called, he was in his office, sipping on a double shot espresso that burned his throat as he listened to the executive producer of "Galeforce", Peter Jones, report on the work progress.Kevan raised his hand to ask Peter to pause before he answered the call."I asked an associate of mine in Winston Hotel, but no one knows what happened to Larissa." Dylan said, "But it probably isn't related to w

Everyone looked over—Kevan included. The moment his gaze landed on her, his eyes widened slightly in surprise. But soon, he calmly let out a faint smile.Larissa ignored his gesture of goodwill and quickly averted her gaze to the producer next to him."Hello, Mr. Hart!" She went over and held out her hand toward him.Zack Hart knew her. When the production crew of "Time of Childhood" first came to the hotel, Larissa had personally gone to meet with him. "Ms. Seymour, hi!" He stood up and shook her hand.Their joined hands just happened to be in front of Kevan's eyes. He pressed his lips together for a couple of seconds as he forced down his displeasure and raised an eyebrow before asking, "Ms. Seymour?"Zack quickly introduced her to him. "This is Ms. Seymour, the general manager of the Winston Hotel."Kevan rose up gracefully and intercepted Larissa's hand, his eyes slightly narrowed with a teasing hint in them. "Hello, Ms. Seymour."His ever-cold hand caused Larissa to shiver.

Aster answered the call very quickly."Uncle Dylan!" he called out very sweetly.Kevan's heart was a little bitter. "Aster, it's me." His normally cool voice had a little warmth in it, which was rare. His fixed gaze on Aster's profile picture was gentle, like he could see the actual person through the picture."Ah!" Aster panicked for a moment before changing tack quickly. "Hi, Uncle Kevan!"The address of "Uncle Kevan" did not satisfy the man in question, but … he supposed that was as much as he could expect for now."Aster, could you please tell me in detail how you and your mom nearly got hit? For example, when and where?" Kevan patiently lured him to give him the answers that he wanted.Aster's memory was quite good. He was able to tell when and where at once. Kevan gave his own phone to Dylan, who understood what he wanted immediately and called the president of the corporation under which the mall was. A few minutes later, he hung up and gave Kevan the "okay" hand gesture.

The hotel's security happened to arrive at this moment. The sounds of chaotic footsteps could be heard at the door."Ms. Seymour!"A group of people rushed in."Take my son out first!" Larissa pointed at Aster, who was still curled up under the study table. A guard went over and picked him up at once, while the rest surrounded Larissa and helped her to pin down the woman beneath her.That woman resisted strongly, nearly shoving Larissa off and causing her to fall. It was thanks to the guards that Larissa did not crash onto the floor. Getting off the bed with that momentum, she pulled out her phone and called the police.Hearing her making a phone call, the woman screamed, "Don't call the police!"That voice …Even if it was largely different from how it usually sounded, Larissa could still keenly tell that it was—"Ruby Cole?"She moved over to the head of the bed and told one guard to take off the woman's cap. Ruby's face was exposed."It's really you!" Larissa should have k