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.

seat, Kevan’s imposing presence might be too much for

to handle. On the other hand, if she sat at the back, she couldn’t help but feel

chauffeur. She was afraid she would end up offending

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

course not!” She decided to stop overthinking and pulled the door on the

not say

the car would still be somewhat lively. Now that it was just the two of them, the air felt unusually

stopped in front of a three–storey

unfastened

filled with quaint, historical buildings.

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

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

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

the first floor. Its interior

an appointment?” a stylish, young woman

her

smile on her face widened. “So, it’s Mr. Shields! This way, please!”

spiraling staircase directly to the third

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