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.

the passenger’s seat, Kevan’s imposing presence might be too

if she sat at the back, she couldn’t help but feel as

She was afraid she would end up offending

are you waiting for?” Kevan turned to her and narrowed his eyes

not!” She decided to stop overthinking and pulled the

did not say

was just the two of them, the air felt unusually charged,

car stopped in front of a

here.” Kevan unfastened his seat

filled with quaint, historical buildings. Because of

area for their wedding photos, and it’d even been featured

years, more and more photography and styling studios had been established on this particular street. The studio Kevan was bringing her to was one named “V.

read about the studio online before. 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 here to receive the same treatment given to

reception hall for its guests on the first floor. Its interior

woman greeted them and asked with a smile.

gave her Dylan’s

face widened. “So, it’s Mr.

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