Chapter 155: He wants to follow his own rhythm.
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Enna Clark’s heartbeat thundered, her gaze filled with doubt. After a long while, she forced a smile and denied, “…No.”
Whether Baron Lawrence was testing her or giving her an opportunity, she wouldn’t admit to Bobby’s existence even if there was just a one in ten thousand chance!
“Really? Then why are you so nervous?” Baron Lawrence insisted, pressing her further.
Enna had made up her mind and gradually calmed down, shaking her head and playing dumb, “You suddenly asked me a weird question. I just didn’t react in time. I’m not nervous; you misread me.”
Baron Lawrence glanced at her unconsciously clenched fists, then turned away, his arrogance returning, “I was just asking casually. If it’s nothing, that’s good.”
Enna couldn’t stay another second, immediately saying, “I’m going to return something.”
With that, she walked away quickly, as if someone were chasing her. This time, Baron Lawrence didn’t stop her. He put his hands in his pockets, his hawk-like eyes flashing with determination!
“Ding ding ding.. Just at that moment, his phone rang.
It was a call from Scott Harris.
Baron Lawrence answered the phone, “Hello.”
“Lord, where are you? Are you okay?”
“You’re injured?” Scott gasped, and immediately said, “I’ll call Young Master
Sinclair right away!” “No need.”
Baron Lawrence’s mood was good, and he interrupted him with a smile, “Enna has already taken care of it for me.”
Scott was startled, “Ms. Clark? Lord, you’ve met with Ms. Clark? She…” The words ‘ran away’ were swallowed back down out of fear.
Baron Lawrence didn’t know what he wanted to say—if he knew, he would have banished him to Africa to dig coal. Unfortunately, he was in a good mood now and didn’t pay attention to small details. With a casual smile, he declared, “I admit that your gradual approach is a good method, but from today on, I will use my own method to win Enna’s heart!”
“My Lord, do you plan to lock Ms. Clark up?”
Is that all he knows how to do, lock people up?
Baron Lawrence frowned unhappily but didn’t bother to argue, “Get someone to pick me up at City Hospital.”
“…Yes, My Lord.” Scott really wanted to ask him how he planned to win Ms. Clark’s heart but didn’t dare to overstep his bounds, so he could only suppress his curiosity and make the arrangements.
After returning the doctor’s things and expressing her gratitude, Enna took her bag and prepared to leave.
As she approached the hospital entrance, she decided to be more cautious and took a detour, heading for the back door.
Just as she stepped outside, a car blocked her way.
The window rolled down, revealing the handsome face that could turn any woman into a wanton woman. Who else could it be but Baron Lawrence?
Enna wanted to slap herself to death. If she had known, she wouldn’t have thought she was so clever and tried to leave through the back door. Since she had already run into him, she knew his temper; refusing him at this point would only lead to trouble. She forced a smile, “..Alright.”
Opening the car door, she got in.
Inside the enormous van, there was everything one could need, but Enna felt as if needles were sticking into her from the leather seat beneath her, making her extremely uncomfortable.
The man across from her poured her a glass of water. Holding the cup, she thanked him and couldn’t help but say, “I need to go to Constructa Road. I don’t know if that’s convenient for you. If not, you don’t have to go out of your way to give me a ride. You can just drop me off anyvvhere, and I can take a taxi..”