Chapter 67.
The car had more attention than she has ever gotten from Lucas and it infuriated her a bit. Just a bit.
The mansion was beautiful. Laurel had to refrain herself from gasping and gaping at it. It was like she walked into a colorful Victorian era. She glanced at Lucas who walked by her side. He acted like he didn't notice her by his side.
The red rugs on the floor made her feel at home. It wasn't anything like Lucas' home. Neat? Yes, Bland? No.
The chandeliers hanged low from the ceiling, giving a beautiful hue to the hall way. And they weren't even inside! Just how big is this place? Laurel screamed to the heavens.
It was all in her head though as she knew has to compose herself. She shouldn't show the excitement but they rumbled in her stomach, threatening to come out.