Kevan remained expressionless the whole time, and Larissa could not tell what he thought of this gown at all.

Startled, Kevan slowly returned to his senses. "What?" he asked.

Larissa was disappointed. He clearly did not like this gown, so much so that he could space out while looking at her.

"What do you think of this one?" she asked again without much hope.

"It’s alright." Kevan casually threw down those two words.

It was just as she thought.

Pursing her lips, Larissa said, "Then please leave. I’ll try the other ones."

"Don’t." Kevan waved his hand. When he saw Larissa’s confused gaze, he explained with gleaming eyes, "It’s late, just wear this one."

"Oh, okay." The financial backer had spoken, so Larissa did not dare disobey. "Then I’ll wait here for Vivian to do my makeup."

Kevan found an excuse to leave. "I’ll call her."

He did not dare stay alone with her in such a small space. He was afraid…that he could not hold himself back.

With Vivian, she had gone back to the stai