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.

she sat in the passenger’s seat, Kevan’s imposing presence might be too much

she sat at the back,

treating Kevan as her chauffeur. She was afraid she would

narrowed his eyes impatiently. ” Do

course not!” She decided to stop overthinking and pulled the door on the passenger’s side

did not

still be somewhat lively. Now that it was just the two of them, the air felt unusually charged, the silence surrounding them thick and heavy.

stopped in front of a three–storey

unfastened

was filled with quaint, historical buildings. Because

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

past few years, more and more photography and styling studios had been established on

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

on the first

stylish, young woman greeted them and asked with a smile.

her Dylan’s

her face widened. “So, it’s Mr.

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