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 balance, 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 flatly.

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 she complied.

Kevan crouched down again and helped her take off the heels, replacing them with her