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.

sat in the passenger’s seat, Kevan’s imposing presence might

hand, if she sat at

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

you waiting for?” Kevan turned to her and narrowed his eyes impatiently. ” Do you not want to go anymore?”

stop overthinking and pulled the door on

Kevan did not say anything.

lively. Now that it was just the two of them, the air felt unusually charged, the silence surrounding them

hour later, the car stopped in

unfastened his seat belt.

with quaint, historical buildings. Because of

young artists. A lot of people visited the area for their wedding photos, and it’d even been featured as a

more photography and styling studios had been established on this particular street.

It was a well–known studio founded 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

had a reception hall for its guests on the first floor. Its

woman greeted

gave her Dylan’s name.

“So, it’s

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