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.

it turned out that Ken was curious about her-before she could head

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." Lulu nodded in turn-so he was that

she greeted him. "If there's nothing else, I'm going to take Star for

turned away,

unsure why he would suddenly

Ken Dawson," he added-Vivian neglected to give Lulu

Lulu was not particularly curious about Ken and adjusted Star's weight in her hands. "Oh,

as soon as she picked up the charred

el

Star's room in case she smelled it

was looking at Lulu

woman was really interesting... And to think that Zachary would leave two

hard they could break as she saw the way Ken was looking at

highly of her, even

me to the kitchen..." Ken

straightened her hair-the man always appeared neutral at Slate Industries, but he could

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

again and led Ken into

he saw the mess within, and Vivian looked on in shock as he started to put on an apron... "You can cook, Mr.