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.

Kevan’s imposing presence might be

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

be treating Kevan as her chauffeur. She was afraid she would end up offending him.

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

to stop overthinking and pulled the door on

did not say anything.

somewhat lively. Now that it was just the two of

hour later, the car stopped in front of a three–storey

Kevan unfastened his

filled with quaint, historical

of people visited the area for their wedding photos,

established on this particular

studio founded by the renowned stylist, Vivian Watts, and it specifically catered to acclaimed stars. Never in her life did

guests on the first floor. Its interior was bright and ornately decorated.

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

her Dylan’s name.

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

spiraling staircase directly to

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