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

not like we’re scheming on something. You don’t have to

anxious.”

into the room and

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

as he stepped

to his sister’s luxurious room, Lauren’s room seemed exceptionally plain. There weren’t any decorations aside from the basic furnishing of the mansion. The room looked very

heard some noise from the bedroom, so he approached the

he entered the room quietly. He saw Lauren sitting

desk di

scribbling something.

her from behind as he craned his neck, trying to steal a glance at what she was scribbling.

skipped a beat, and his pupils contracted.

pressed together, Lauren was working earnestly on a portrait. It was a portrait

brush. She smiled as she picked up the portrait,

admiration.

do you plan to give it to

from the chair. It was already too late when she tried to cover up

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

Lauren stood on her tiptoes,

Landon.

was like a mountain she

other hand snaked around his waist, attempting to

go! You’re going to strangle me

breath. He had no choice but to bend down and lift her onto the table to alleviate some of the