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Thinking of Enna Clark, Baron Lawrence’s entire expression softened.
Adam Sinclair was even more upset by what he said. He rubbed his temples and said, “Forget about it, let’s not talk about me. I heard your mom visited your company today. How did it go? She didn’t run into Enna, did she?”
The aunt he was talking about was Baron Lawrence’s biological mother.
Because her identity was unclear, he didn’t call her Madam.
“I agreed to her request, and she left on her own.” Baron Lawrence’s tone was cold, as if talking about a stranger.
Adam Sinclair had heard some gossip about his past in the circle and paused for a moment, “As for Enna, do you plan to keep dragging it out? When are you going to tell her that you are her secret husband?”
He also wanted to ask how he planned to announce this bombshell to their family.
It’s fine that no one knows about their hidden marriage now, but once they know, it will cause a massive earthquake!
Baron Lawrence’s temples throbbed, and he said in a deep voice, “Wait a bit longer.”
Adam Sinclair knew he had to consider many things and balance many relationships, so he didn’t ask any further. Changing the subject, he said, “Right, has your insomnia improved recently?”
Mentioning this, Baron Lawrence’s tone turned icy cold, “If it weren’t for your nonsense, I would be asleep by now.”
“Is there anything else? If not, I’m hanging up.” His patience had reached its limit.
Adam Sinclair could hear how annoyed he was and didn’t dare to provoke him further. He quickly said, “No, no, you go to sleep. Good night…”
Before he could finish his sentence, all he heard on the other end of the phone was a busy tone.
That was a bit too quick, right?
He held the disconnected phone and was speechless for a while…
At 10 0’clock the next morning,
Baron Lawrence was playing golf with the Cosmos Group’s CEO when Scott
Harris quickly walked over. “Lord.”
Baron Lawrence put down his golf club and glanced back at him. “What’s the matter?”
Scott Harris looked at the CEO of Cosmos Group next to him and whispered something in his ear. The always-arrogant man furrowed his brow, handed the golf club to a caddy, and said to the Cosmos Group’s CEO, “Mr. Thompson, I have an urgent matter to attend to, so I’ll have to continue with you another day.”
Although the Cosmos Group’s CEO didn’t know what the urgent matter was, he said politely, “It’s fine, Young Master Lawrence, go ahead.”
Baron Lawrence didn’t stand on ceremony and followed Scott Harris to the changing room.
As he walked, he took the phone from Scott Harris and called the number back.
The phone was immediately picked up, and a childish voice came from the other end, “Hello, is this Uncle Baron?”
Who else could this voice be, if not Bobby?
Baron Lawrence changed his attitude towards Adam Sinclair and grunted.
“Uncle, can you help me with something? I’m in trouble and don’t dare to tell my Mummy. Can you come to our kindergarten?”
What kind of trouble did he get into that he didn’t dare tell his mother? Baron
Lawrence agreed quickly, “Of course.”
“Great!” The little guy on the other end of the phone seemed very happy. He told him the address of the kindergarten and politely said, “Uncle, don’t rush, take your time, I’ll wait for you. Bye-bye.”
“Bye-bye.” Baron Lawrence hung up the phone and handed it to Scott Harris nearby. He glanced at him and said, “You didn’t say anything wrong when you answered the phone just now, did you?
“No, I told the Young Master that you were getting some documents and that I was your colleague who answered the call.”
Baron Lawrence’s gaze shifted, and he coldly gave an order.