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.

her-before she could head inside the mansion, he said, "You haven't

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

there's nothing else, I'm going to take Star for

away, Ken

toward him, unsure why he

neglected

particularly curious about Ken and adjusted Star's weight in her hands. "Oh,

up the charred scent spilling out

el

in

looking at Lulu thoughtfully

really interesting... And to think that Zachary would leave

her teeth so hard they could break as she saw the way

of her, even offering

the kitchen..."

even as she straightened her hair-the man always appeared neutral at Slate Industries, but he could not mean well by

"What? We aren't in the office-can't I visit my

suddenly a professional secretary again and led Ken

within, and Vivian looked on in shock as he started