Chapter 57


    Chapter 57


    The heels were rather high for these shoes, much higher than the heels Larissa usually wore. She


    could not quite master the height difference yet and fell sideways just after taking a step. Thankfully,


    Kevan caught her before she could hit the floor.”


    After using him to regain her bnce, Larissa tried to leave his embrace, but he stopped her.


    “Do you want to fall again?” he asked coldly, causing Larissa to bite her lip, and she stopped moving.


    Vivian, who had been quiet, finally spoke up. “How’s Ms. Seymour’s look? Is it…good to go?”


    “Yes,” Kevan replied.


    “And you…?” Vivian studied him once again, her eyes showing her desire to try her little idea from


    before.


    “I’m fine the way I am.” Kevan ignored her passionate gaze and rejected her tly.


    Vivian’s shoulders drooped.


    “Sit,” Kevan ordered Larissa while patting the high stool. She did not know why he wanted her to do


    that, but sheplied.


    Kevan crouched down again and helped her take off the heels, recing them with her slip–ons.


    “I’ll change them for you again once we reach the venue.”


    Larissa stared at him, her heart racing once more even as a sense of warmth engulfed it.


    The banquet was held at a private vi located halfway up the hill.


    As the car drove up from the foot of the hill, all that could be seen through the window were towering


    trees.


    It was a beautiful area that had been leftrgely untouched by man… This was probably the only ce


    preserved in the heart of Covenford. As a result, the vi was quite expensive. Even the average elite


    would not necessarily be able to afford to buy it.


    Larissa grew more and more uneasy, her anxiety racking up as well. She clutched


    Chapter 57


    onto the seat belt across her chest for dear life, and her palms began to sweat.


    Kevan drove into arge courtyard. Well, it was more like a park–the area was sorge that it was


    shocking, and various nts and sculptures could be seen. Other than having wide driveways, the


    courtyard also had narrow cobblestone paths. Right in the center of the ce was a fountain gleaming


    with various colors.


    Larissa could not help sighing to herself. Poverty had truly limited her imagination. The lives of the rich


    were so opulent to the point she could hardly imagine it.


    The car kept going until it was deep in the courtyard. There was a four–story vi there. Kevan got out


    of the car first while Larissa was still unbuckling her seat belt, and he opened her door.


    “Don’t get down yet.” Kevan retrieved the heels in the backseat and changed shoes for Larissa as he


    did before. He had just straightened up when he heard Dn’s teasing voice sound from behind.


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    “Yoo, since when did Mr. Rogers be so thoughtful?”


    Larissa, who was already a ball of nerves, nearly had a heart attack when someone randomly just


    popped out of nowhere. As he was keeping an eye on Larissa’s every move, Kevan noticed the panic


    and fear on her face. He turned and red reproachfully at Dn while also somehow making it look


    threatening.


    Being red at like that, Dn consciously stopped all thoughts of teasing.


    My apologies, Ms. Seymour. I really could not step away, that’s why I had Mr. Rogers ck you up.” He


    pretended to apologize to Larissa, who waved her hand and said, It’s alright.”


    Squeezing his way past Kevan, Dn held out his hand to Larissa, who was still in the car. “It must be


    hard for you to walk in those heels, yes? Shall I help you up?”


    Since Dn was not like Kevan and was not Larissa’s immediate superior–not to mention that his


    personality was leagues better than Kevan’s–Larissa was much more at ease when faced with him.


    “Well, yes, thank you, Mr. Shields.” Larissa grinned and reached out to take Dn’s proffered hand


    without hesitation. However, halfway through that, Kevan intercepted her hand.