Chapter 21: Besides a Face, What Else is There?
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Her chin was forcefully gripped and lifted.
Enna Clark could not move, she couldn’t even struggle, she could only hold his gaze.
“I must be fucking insane to think that there was some other reason why you left me five years ago. What else do you have besides a pretty face, Enna Clark?” Enna Clark kept quiet.
“Hmph! Right, you are also deceitful, pretentious, and greedy for wealth!”
Baron Lawrence stared at her indifferent face, wishing he could just strangle her to death, yet found his hands unable to move.
He let go of her in despair, looking down on her and said, “Enna Clark, you’ve won. ”
“…” What had she won?
Baron Lawrence stared into her eyes and said, “I admit I still have lingering feelings for you. So, tell me how much money you want to keep you around until I lose interest in you completely?”
What is he saying? He still has lingering feelings for her? Knowing that she only stayed with him for money in the past, he was still willing to give her money just to keep her company?
Was this the same domineering and arrogant man?
“Not enough? How about 3 million”
Even then, Enna Clark kept silent. He frowned in impatience, “How much do you want, name your price.”
His voice was laced with thick irritation.
Enna Clark suddenly came to her senses. She wanted to laugh, but couldn’t. She made a dry attempt to stretch the corners of her mouth, “I don’t want your money.”
Baron Lawrence scrutinized her up and down as if meeting her for the first time, lifted her chin, and leaned down provocatively, “If you don’t want money then you want a man?”
Enna Clark blushed, immediately saying, “You misconstrued my meaning, I mean I don’t want your money or your company.”
The handsome man’s face instantly turned cold.
She took a deep breath and continued, “It’s true, I did wrong by you for money five years ago, and I’m sorry. Now, I fully realize my mistake and I won’t make the same one again.”
She wronged him for money.
Their relationship five years ago was just a mistake she didn’t want to repeat.
Baron Lawrence smashed his fist into the nearby coffee table. Glass shards embedded into the back of his hand, blood flowed freely, the wound looked horrifying.
Enna Clark turned pale, “Baron Lawrence…”
Before she could finish, the man let out a suppressed growl, “Get out!”
Enna Clark hesitated, then stood up to leave, taking a last glance at the visibly furious man.
After taking only two steps, her wrist was grabbed.
She was pushed against the wall, and the man with bloodshot eyes leaned in and roughly kissed her, forcing his way into her mouth.
Baron Lawrence used one hand to control her struggling wrists, the other to pull her tight against him, plundering her mouth with a feverish kiss…
Even though Enna Clark tried to resist his forceful kiss, her body involuntarily trembled under his skilled touch. She whimpered in failed attempts to wrestle free, then clenched her teeth and bit down hard.
The man kissing her moaned in pain, withdrew from her mouth, and pinned her against the wall, gasping for air. His dark eyes were fixed on her.
Enna Clark’s heart pounded, fearing what he might do next.
Luckily, Baron Lawrence just stared at her, not making any further moves. After a moment, the rise and fall of his chest gradually calmed down. He straightened up, released his grip on Enna Clark, and with frosty indifference, as if he hadn’t been the one fiercely kissing her moments ago, he called out,