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.

head inside the mansion, he said, "You haven't introduced the lady

Jones, the babysitter Mr. Slate hired. Wendy Jones, this is Mr. Dawson, one of Slate Industries' shareholders." Lulu nodded

afternoon, Mr. Dawson," she greeted him. "If there's nothing else, I'm going to

turned away, Ken suddenly said,

toward him, unsure why he would

added-Vivian neglected to give Lulu his name despite introducing

weight in her hands. "Oh, I

as soon as she picked up

el

room in case

was looking at Lulu thoughtfully as

Zachary would

the other hand, Vivian clenched her teeth so hard they could break as she saw the way Ken was looking at

does he already think highly of her, even

kitchen..." Ken said

man always appeared neutral at Slate

not moving, Ken raised a brow. "What? We aren't in the office-can't I

suddenly a professional secretary again and led Ken into

his skateboard when he saw the mess within, and Vivian looked on in shock as he started to put on an apron...