Can’t Win Me Back

Chapter 158

When the door opened, Landon slid into the living room speedily, worried that Alyssa might change her mind. “Gosh, it’s so hard to visit you. The entrance fee is pretty exorbitant.”

Under the lights, Alyssa’s curves were accentuated by the tight robe on her body. Her tiny waist and buttery skin were luscious. He swallowed hard upon casting his eyes on her.

“Mr. Harper, your eyes are wandering elsewhere,” Sean reminded him with much hostility.

“It’s human nature to love beauty. I’m looking at her with the sole intention of admiring an artwork,” he grinned and talked his way out of it shamelessly.

It was the first time Sean had come across a man who’d reframe his inappropriate behavior into something noble.

“Is LAN’s sculpture in this box?” She stared keenly at the box in his arms.

“Yes. I bought two sculptures from her–one for Jasper’s grandpa and the other for you.” His eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. “Alice, LAN’s artworks are handmade. She’ll only put ten items on sale every year. You know how rare her works are, don’t you?”

Alyssa coughed softly. “Um, have you had dinner? If you haven’t, would you like to join me?”

“I haven’t! I didn’t even take a drop of water because I waited at the hotel entrance for you since 5:00 pm! I’m famished.” Landon’s voice quivered in excitement.

Landon, who was overly eager

blue cheese, Alyssa instructed Sean while carefully taking the box from Landon and walking to the living

Not only that, she had specifically requested for

menu

That’s nonsense! Don’t slander me. I’ll take the sandwich.” Landon bit the bullet but tried to reason with

the sandwich without the

faded. He looked like a

turned around and chuckled with narrowed

fireworks went off

smile.

getting dinner ready, Alyssa and Sean admired LAN’s artwork in the living room. It was an exquisite sculpture

flower

a fountain. The sculpture was carved from a complete piece of crystal

artwork’s beauty. She fell her soul being cleansed from within. She carefully lifted the flower from the hand,

the crystal sculpture

her delicate

his cheek on his hand and stared at her

favorite contemporary artist, among many others. Her works are breathtaking.” Unable to

“I like

wanted to tell her he liked