Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

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.

the door. If you have anything to say, make it quick. It wouldn’t be appropriate if someone saw

“Mrs. Rosie, it’s not like we’re scheming on something. You don’t have

anxious.”

the room

senses, her

shocked as he

luxurious room, Lauren’s room seemed exceptionally plain. There weren’t any decorations aside from the basic furnishing

from the bedroom, so he approached the room

entered the room quietly. He saw

desk di

scribbling something.

his neck, trying to steal a glance at what

a beat, and his pupils

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

brush. She smiled as she picked

admiration.

do you plan to give

Lauren let out a scream and jumped up from the chair. It was already too late when she tried to cover up

a sly smirk on his face as he snatched the portrait

cheeks flushed, Lauren stood on her tiptoes, trying

Landon.

figure was like a mountain she

his tie while her other hand snaked around his waist,

going to strangle me

bend down and lift her onto the table to

to me! That’s my painting!” Lauren was reluctant to give up. Her eyes began to