Can’t Win Me Back

Chapter 413

Landon was in no rush to go back after leaving the room. Instead, he wandered around aimlessly in the Beckett family’s mansion.

In truth, he was strolling aimlessly, hoping to run into someone special. His heart yearned for that petite lady who always appeared downtrodden, her head hanging low.

He wasn’t exactly a saint, but his heart always had a soft spot for that delicate and seemingly forlorn

young lady.

“Mr. Harper? Why are you here?” Rosie asked in astonishment as she unexpectedly ran into him.

“Uh… Uh… I… Landon looked sheepish and couldn’t find the right words to say after stammering for a while. Finally, he gathered his courage and mumbled, “Mrs. Rosie, where’s Lauren?”

Rosie looked at him in bewilderment. She couldn’t associate Landon with Lauren in any possible way. There was no way that this could be happening.

“What are you trying to do? Mr. Harper, don’t you dare to scare her! She’s still young and doesn’t get t

meet people often.”

Landon arched his brow. “Mrs. Rosie, you’ve watched me and Jasper grow up. Don’t you know what I’m

like?”

“You’re like this toward Jasper,” said Rosie as she gave him a thumbs-up, then she like this toward women.” She gave him a thumbs-down instead.

Landon clasped his hand to his forehead. “How kind of you to say that!” he thought.

ntinued, “But yo

He tried hard to explain he wasn’t a playboy. Finally, Rosie reluctantly agreed to bring him to meet

Lauren.

say, make it quick. It wouldn’t be appropriate if someone saw us like this,” Rosie warned him sternly as she

Rosie, it’s not like we’re scheming on something. You

anxious.”

stepped into the room and closed

she regained her senses, her eyes widened in anger. “This brat! How

he stepped into Lauren’s

plain. There weren’t any decorations aside from the basic furnishing of the

he approached the room stealthily,

was slightly ajar, so he entered the room quietly. He

desk di

scribbling something.

as he craned his neck, trying to steal a glance at what she was

heart skipped a beat, and his pupils contracted.

Lauren was working earnestly on a portrait. It was

set down her brush. She smiled as

admiration.

do you plan to

let out a scream and jumped up from the chair. It was already too late when she tried to cover up the painting.

on his face as he snatched the portrait from her thin, fragile arms.

it back to me!” With her cheeks flushed, Lauren stood on her tiptoes,

Landon.

was like a mountain she could never ascend.

his tie while her other hand

You’re going to

choice but to bend down and lift her onto the table