Chapter 44

The window on the passenger’s side lowered as soon as she knocked.

Larissa bent down to look inside. Unexpectedly, her gaze was met with a pair of dark.

eyes.

“Mr. Rogers?” She looked at the man in the driver’s seat, surprise filling her voice.” Where’s Dylan?”

Kevan retracted his gaze and looked straight ahead, leaving nothing but a cold profile in her direction.

“Something came up suddenly and he wanted me to pick you up.” His reply was concise and to the point.

“Oh.” Larissa nodded. Then, she was faced with a difficult decision.

She didn’t know where exactly she should sit.

passenger’s seat, Kevan’s imposing presence might

other hand, if she sat at the back,

treating Kevan as her chauffeur. She was afraid she would end up

Kevan turned to her and narrowed his eyes impatiently. ”

and

Kevan did not say

the atmosphere in the car would still be somewhat lively. Now that it was just the two of them, the air felt unusually charged, the silence

in front

unfastened

was filled with quaint, historical buildings. Because of its unique

people visited the area for their wedding photos, and it’d even been

few years, more and more photography and styling studios had been established on this particular street. The studio Kevan was

by the renowned stylist, Vivian Watts, and it specifically catered to acclaimed stars. Never in her life did she imagine she would ever find herself here to receive the same treatment given to prominent,celebrities

hall for its guests on the first floor. Its interior was bright and ornately

you have an appointment?” a stylish, young woman greeted them and asked with

her

“So, it’s Mr.

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