The Runaway Groom

Vivian and Lulu turned at the same time to find a man entering, skateboard in hand.

Who else could it be other than Ken Dawson?

"M-Mr. Dawson..." Vivian hung her head, surprised that Ken would catch her like this.

Mr. Dawson?

Lulu was left studying Ken in turn, as Vivian knew him and addressed him so politely.

That meant he must be working in the same office and command more than enough respect from even Vivian.

Still, why would he show up here?

Ken, however, had his eyes fixed on Vivian, as if he never saw Lulu.

"Are you on a mission to blow up Mr. Slate's mansion while he's away?" he asked, clicking his tongue. "After what you did to his house, I wonder if he's going to chase you away first, or demand that you compensate him."

Lulu turned away at the same time. Since those two were acquainted, and the man did not appear hostile, she had no reason to get involved.

Ken was curious about her-before she could head

turned to look straight as Ken as Vivian said, "That's Wendy Jones, the babysitter Mr. Slate hired. Wendy Jones, this is Mr. Dawson, one of Slate Industries' shareholders."

Mr. Dawson," she greeted him. "If there's nothing else,

away, Ken suddenly

unsure why

added-Vivian neglected

adjusted Star's weight in her hands. "Oh, I see..." Lulu's expression was

picked up the charred scent spilling out

el

in case she smelled

at

And to think that Zachary would leave two women in

other hand, Vivian clenched her teeth so hard they could break as she

think highly of her, even

me to the kitchen..." Ken said just

man always appeared neutral at Slate Industries, but he could not mean well by visiting at

brow. "What? We aren't in the office-can't

professional secretary again

and Vivian looked on in shock as he started to put on an apron... "You