Lana was even more worked up than Larissa. "I'm sorry, Mr. Rogers! I had no idea!" Hurriedly, she packed the food back into the lunch box. To remedy the awkward situation, Lana blurted, "Let me treat you to a meal instead! We should go to a restaurant you like and order your favorite dishes!" Kevan declined politely, "There's no need for that. I saved you yesterday because your sister was worried about you. If you want to thank someone, you should thank your sister properly."Lana's smile froze on her face. After a few minutes, she regained her composure and winked at Larissa cheekily. "Of course. I definitely have to thank my sister. However, you got involved with those thugs and injured yourself while trying to save me. That's why I wanted to thank you as well!" Larissa thought to herself, "Injured?" Then, she glanced at Kevan instinctively. When she arrived at Quinn Bar with the police yesterday, Kevan and Dylan had already subdued that group of thugs. Since she didn't witn
Kevan proceeded to undress, deliberately unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time. His movements were graceful and unhurried, exuding an air of elegance. Inexplicably, Larissa couldn't tear her eyes away from him. Her gaze followed as his hands moved down the shirt gracefully, exposing his chest and abdomen. Larissa already knew that there was no wound on his face or neck. Looking intently, she couldn't see any injury on his chest and abdomen except for the firm muscles that rippled under his flawless, unblemished skin. Larissa frowned when she noticed Kevan dawdling. She urged him anxiously, "Quickly, take off your shirt."Kevan chuckled lightly and asked in a teasing manner, "Are you in such a hurry?"It was only then that Larissa realized how ambiguous her words sounded. "I ... I just wanted to inspect the injuries on your body." Her face blushed crimson. Kevan glanced briefly at her and took off his shirt in one swift move before tossing it aside. Holding her waist, h
The massage oil had a strong, pungent, medicated scent that was rather repulsive. Kevan's first thought was to get up, but Larissa's warm touch on his back was so comforting that he decided to put up with the unpleasant smell. Kevan closed his eyes and bit his lower lip instinctively, restraining himself from all thoughts of trying to escape. The expression on his face twisted into a grimace, making Larissa think that she had applied too much force. She carefully reduced the pressure on his back. "Does it hurt?" she asked Kevan.Kevan shook his head. "It doesn't hurt at all."He had survived worse injuries, such as getting shot at or stabbed with a knife. A massage from her was nothing more than a mosquito bite, let alone painful. "If it hurts, you must tell me!" Larissa reminded him. She was truly worried about his injury. Coincidentally, Dylan heard this sentence when he opened the door and entered Kevan's office. Immediately after, he saw Kevan half-naked on the sofa
Lucas' accusations left Larissa a little bewildered. After a moment, she covered the phone's microphone and stood up. She whispered to Kevan, "I need to go outside and take a call.""Okay." Kevan nodded.Outside the restaurant, Larissa finally let go of the microphone and hissed into the phone, "When did I ever bring Lana to a bar?""Lana has been with you these past few days. If it wasn't you who brought her, then who could it be?" Lucas demanded in a confrontational tone. His insolent attitude successfully angered Larissa."I apologize, Mr. Hermes, but it wasn't me who took your girlfriend to the bar," Larissa spoke calmly with a steely gaze. "I don't know who she went with, but if you wish to know the details, why don't you ask her directly instead of making baseless assumptions and unjustly accusing the innocent? I admit that I'm not the best caretaker, so it is best to assume responsibility for looking after your girlfriend yourself!" Lucas was at a loss for words. "By
Larissa could faintly hear the voice of a young man comforting Lana on the other end of the call. "Don't cry, Miss," he said. The man did not sound like Lucas.So, Larissa asked, "Where's Lucas? Isn't he with you?""Don't mention him!" Lana involuntarily raised her voice the moment Larissa mentioned him as if she had had enough of him."Larissa, please, come and pick me up! It's so cold outside ... I feel terrible … " Lana's tone softened in the end. She sounded pitiful with all her sniffling and sobbing.Larissa did not feel like picking Lana up. After all, she had just been scolded by Lucas, and taking Lana in right now would only create more trouble for herself. However, considering Lana's current condition, it was not suitable for her to go back alone. So, Larissa relented. She hurriedly rushed to the door but did not see anyone. She thought Lana had left on her own, but when she turned around, she saw two people sitting inside the security booth.The young security guard timidly h
Lana's desire was admirable and worthy of respect. However, in Larissa's eyes, her sister's decision to give up everything and start anew in Covenford seemed too hasty and even impulsive. Ultimately, Larissa believed that Lana's smooth-sailing life, coupled with her lack of encounters with many setbacks, had led her to view the workplace as child's play."Finding a job isn't easy, especially for someone like you who isn't a recent graduate and lacks substantial work experience. It might be challenging to land a position in a big company," Larissa cautioned.However, Lana brushed off the concern. "Well, I can ask my friends to introduce me to job opportunities. I have quite a few friends, and they are in various industries. Besides, my main goal is to gain experience, so I don't have high salary expectations."Since Lana had made up her mind, Larissa saw no need to convince her otherwise. Lana would learn when to retreat if she faced setbacks, although she might also choose to persist.
Lana would often ask about Kevan when she lived with Larissa."Larissa, why haven't I seen you going on dates with Mr. Rogers?""Why don't you invite him to join us for a meal?""Maybe I should go back to my own room, so you can ask Mr. Rogers to come and hang out for a while?"The constant mention of Kevan made Larissa suspect that Lana had developed feelings for him.She wasn't Kevan's real girlfriend, and Lana had unilaterally broken up with Lucas. Neither Lana nor Kevan were officially in a committed relationship, so it shouldn't be a big deal even if Lana really liked Kevan.But the problem was that Lana didn't seem to care that Kevan was Larissa's "boyfriend" and kept talking about him and bringing him up in conversations. That annoyed Larissa slightly.So, Larissa deliberately said, "Yes, you will." And Lana's expression quickly turned gloomy. "You prioritize romance over sisterhood!" She half-accused Larissa in a joking manner."Yeah, you're right," Larissa replied calmly.…It
The middle-aged woman, who had been observing from inside the house, immediately reached for her phone. Meanwhile, the man threw aside whatever he was holding and forcefully shut the anti-theft door in front of Larissa. Fortunately, she swiftly stepped back, narrowly avoiding a potentially broken nose from the impact.She didn't attempt to knock on the door again. After picking up her papers from the floor, she silently stood at the doorway, patiently waiting for the police to arrive. She had no fear of the man calling the police. In fact, she wanted them to come and investigate the situation. Finally, after about twenty minutes, two young police officers leisurely arrived.They glanced at her. Even though they initially considered her the "female intruder" mentioned by the person who reported the case, their hesitation grew when they observed her calm demeanor."Are you the owner of this place?" the taller officer inquired."This is my house, but I don't know the people inside." She p