Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 540

"Finish your food." Kevan finally retracted his cutlery, but his oppressive gaze remained fixed on Larissa.

Larissa only felt that he was being ludicrous. "Your daughter has been kidnapped!" she repeated. "How can you still eat?"

Even she—a bystander who hated Bethany, could not help but be anxious. As Bethany's father, Kevan's current actions were a little too heartless.

"She'll be fine." Kevan's tone was mild but certain.

Larissa was stunned. "How do you know?"

How did he know?

Kevan glanced at his incessantly ringing phone before accepting the call as well as putting it on speakerphone.

"Kevan Rogers?" It was an unknown man who called, a Bartham local from his accent. His tone was fierce, and it was clear that he was not someone to be messed with.

Kevan hummed lightly. "Was there something you needed?"

The man seemed to be pissed by his nonchalant attitude, yelling, "Do you not want your daughter anymore?"

As if to play along with him, the moment the man stopped speaking,