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The night gradually set in, and the breeze gently brushed through the willow branches, their soft silhouettes dancing in the wind like graceful dancers, basked in the pristine moonlight that occasionally passed through the window panes.
Inside apartment 602 of the Sereriva Residential Complex.
A man more alluring than the moonlight himself reclined on a deck chair on the balcony, a phone beside his ear, curving those thin lips of his as if he were listening to the most beautiful song in the world.
In front of him was a glass of Brandy, its iridescent hue tantalizing the eyes, telling it was no ordinary drink.
Baron Lawrence listened as the voice on the other end of the line gradually reduced to steady breaths, and finally lowered his arm that had been raised all night. He placed the mobile phone on the table, picked up the glass of Brandy, and took a dignified sip.
His throbbing temporal pain eased with each steady breath from the woman on the line, as sleepiness gradually overcame him.
He rose, took the phone, his long slender legs lonelier than those of a male model!
Just as he walked back into the bedroom.
Baron Lawrence’s brows furrowed in an instant!
He quickly picked up the call, placed the phone that was in-call with Enna Clark in his bedroom, closed the door, and walked out. Only then did he attend to the person on the other end of the line.
Adam Sinclair let out a bitter laugh and muttered with indignation, “Lord, must you be so ruthless? When you couldn’t sleep at night before, I used to keep you company all night chatting. This is the first time I’m calling you late at night, and this is how you treat me…”
“Being ruthless means finding you something to do late at night to kill time, not listen to your nagging!”
For example, putting up for auction the land parcel that he had finally managed to acquire!
Adam, having learned from his past lessons, hastily interrupted him, “Yes, yes, yes, my bad, I lack ideological awareness.”
Baron Lawrence sat on the sofa, poured himself a glass of water, relaxed his brows, and asked, “What’s happened?”
He knew Adam, who might not seem reliable to some but was a steady man in the business world. If nothing was wrong, Adam wouldn’t call late at night.
Baron Lawrence wanted to take back his words and should’ve immediately hung up the phone, sent a text to Scott Harris to put the land up for sale!
“I was dumped by a woman, mercilessly! She didn’t even give me any face,” Adam continued bitterly.
Baron Lawrence tried hard to suppress his impatience, “Aren’t you always being dumped by women?”
“That’s different. I wanted those women to dump me on purpose. But this one,
I didn’t even have that idea, and she dumped me.”
Worse than being dumped, she flaunted a handsome young man in front of him, and ruthlessly put a green hat on him. After provoking him, he went to her to confront her, but not only did he not get an explanation, she unilaterally broke up with him! What was even more unexpected was that the woman was serious, throwing all his clothes, books, and cups out.
He had been pondering all night but couldn’t understand, feeling an unprecedented suffocation in his heart.
So, he made this call to Baron Lawrence.
Congratulations. Baron Lawrence said two words after he finished speaking, without moving even the corners of his mouth.
.Do you have to poke me right in the heart?”
Adam started to regret making this call, feeling even more agitated as he raised his head and downed the vodka in front of him.
“I told you not to mess around with so many women, but you never listened. Now that you’ve met a woman who’s just like you, it’s a perfect opportunity for you to learn a hard lesson.”
He couldn’t understand why anyone would want so many women, just looking at them annoyed him!
Not only were there too many but their quality was also poor.. None of them looked even half as pleasing as his woman!