Landen looked at Jennifer with a steady, unreadable gaze.
“Do you really think I’m in a position to get married?” he said calmly. “Marriage is a luxury for me right now. I won’t even consider it until I’ve avenged my family and fully stabilized the Labbe clan. I don’t need Mother Jane arranging blind dates. I already have someone I like.”
Jennifer didn’t ask who it was. Since Landen had made it clear that marriage wasn’t an option for now, she chose not to push the subject.
She quietly withdrew, allowing him to return to his work.
Once Landen became immersed in work, he often stayed late into the night. He rarely socialized, and when he worked late, it almost always meant overtime at the company.
At around eleven o’clock, he finally turned off the office lights, stepped out, and carefully locked the door.
Despite the Lonen Group’s top-tier security, his office housed numerous confidential documents. If he didn’t lock it himself, he wouldn’t be able to rest easy.