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 us like

it’s not like we’re scheming on something. You don’t have to

anxious.”

Landon stepped into the room and closed the

as she regained her senses, her eyes widened in anger.

he stepped into Lauren’s room.

decorations aside from

bedroom, so he approached the

the room quietly. He saw Lauren sitting

desk di

scribbling something.

He quietly approached her from behind as he craned his neck, trying to steal a glance at what she

skipped a beat, and

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

Lauren set down her brush. She smiled as she picked up the portrait, lost

admiration.

you plan to

a scream and jumped up from the chair. It was already too late when

a sly smirk on his face as he snatched the portrait from her thin, fragile arms.

her cheeks flushed, Lauren stood on her tiptoes, trying to snatch

Landon.

exceptionally tall and imposing figure was like a mountain she

tugged on his tie while her other hand snaked around his waist,

go! You’re going to strangle me

breath. He had no choice but to bend down and lift her onto the table to

back to me! That’s my painting!” Lauren was reluctant

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