Chapter 26
Just as Tara bent down to carry the last two vases into the villa, someone walked up from the side.
From the comer of her eve, she saw a pair of long legs. The first thing that caught her attention was the pair of expensive, custom–made leather shoes.
Before she could react, the person had already packed up the vase in front of her.
Tara straightened up and looked at Lance’s back. Surprise flashed in her eyes. Was he helping her? Where did Stella ge
now.
She glanced around. Stella had just been nearby, but she was nowhere to be seen no
Assuming, Lance was just lending a casual hand and not thinking he would come back, Tata went to the other side and reached for the final vase.
Just as her fingers touched it, the light in front of her dimmed. The man covered her hand with his, and Tara could smell the faint woody scent emitting from him. Tara trope for a while. The heat from his touch seemed to scorch her skin. Her ears turned red, and she quicidy pulled her hand away, not even bothering with the
He was standing extremely close. The man’s tall figure seemed to engult her.
Lance’s hezvy masculine presence made her heart pound faster. That overwhelming sense of dominance washed over her, making it hard to breathe.
“ML Swain?” Tara backed away in a panic, putting some distance between them.
But Lance didn’t seem to notice that
His flawlessly handsome features were partially obscured by the night
Get off work early and get some rest,” he uttered. His voice was so pleasant it was almost toxicating.
Ta nodded and said, “Let me du it.”
Getting paid and having the boss help out didn’t sit right with her.
the reached for the vase in his hands, but Lance took long sides toward the villa, refusing her wordlessly.
Tara had no choice but to follow him inside, though she didn’t dare walk too fast. She couldn’t quite figure out why Lance would help her do anything.
Whether in the novel or in the original host’s memories, Lance wasn’t the type t
to do this. That was why Tara found it off.
After putting the vase down, Lance glanced at his hand, noticing some dirt on it. He then frowned slightly.
Tarastood behind him, unsure whether to leave or stay.
“M:: Swain, thank you for your help,” she said after some hesitation.
Lance turned around and looked at her slightly uneasy expression
You’re welcome. Bring a hot glass of milk to my room at 7:00am tutiorow.”
Instead of getting nervous, Tare actually relaxed when she heard that. No wonder he helped- he had an objective. It made sense.
kotit, Mr. Sawain,” she agreed while feeling relieved.
just then, a lazy voice came from behind Tara.
Soden, with his roodei – perfect figure clad in cauial clothes, had both hands in his pockets. A pair of headplanes tung around his neck. He seemed to have just stepped uct of the gym. He looked telated and insistibly duamming.
Lenee looked as Suren. He wasn’t aged on angry, post calon
Tin swimming tenong, so you might need a different lanusekeeper to do that,” said Soren.
He tried to put has starovej Tata’s Maulden, but she wanted quickly and dulged just in time.
