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His words were tantamount to making it impossible for Thea to continue working in Capital City!
After all, who would dare to hire someone who had offended Young Master Lawrence in Capital City?
Thea heard everything clearly in the restroom. Her face suddenly turned pale, and she didn’t even have the strength to admit her mistake. Her legs weakened, and she collapsed to the ground.
Everyone in the office was alarmed and frightened, guessing what Thea and her group had done to anger this powerful man.
Ignoring their thoughts, Baron Lawrence stood up expressionlessly. His sharp eyes swept over everyone as he announced word by word, “1 will say this only
once. Remember it well — Enna Clark is my woman!” — Enna Clark is Baron Lawrence’s woman!
So cool and domineering!
Assertive to the extreme!
Even though he didn’t warn anyone, his words were enough to make everyone’s hearts tremble!
After saying this, as if he didn’t hear the screaming and banging from the restroom, he left the third floor surrounded by people.
It took more than ten minutes before the people in the office dared to whisper to each other.
“Sister Enna and President Lawrence…”
“Enna is actually the President’s wife? No way!”
“I’ve heard about our new president’s background. It seems like it’s really strong, connected to both the military and the financial tycoons. Enna is divorced and has a child, how did she get involved with the new president? She’s not what she seems!”
“Exactly, you can’t tell at all. She’s not even that pretty. She has an average figure and an ungentle temperament.”
“I’m so envious. Enna has really climbed the ladder this time. She’s going to transform into a phoenix and fly high!”
One of Tiffany Clifford’s colleagues nudged her gently, grinned at her, and lowered her voice, “Sister Tiffany, you’re such good friends with Enna. Did you know about her and the president?” As if she knew!
Tiffany was as shocked as everyone else.
Enna was involved with the president, and it seemed like the president really indulged her. What was going on? Did the president know about Bobby? What about Enna? Had she told the president about her “divorce”?
Her mind was in chaos, and she had no idea what the hell was going on.
All she knew was that Thea and her friends in the restroom must have bullied Enna, and President Lawrence had been waiting all morning to make a grand show of support for her.
Although Tiffany already had a fiancé, she was still attracted to the president’s domineering protectiveness, her youthful heart pounding.
“Sister Tiffany, you really don’t know? Aren’t you two good friends? Didn’t
Tiffany snapped back to reality, glanced at her, and replied coldly as if she hadn’t heard the provocation in her words, “Whether I know or not, do I have to tell you? Do I need to write a detailed explanation for you? Get to work!”
The woman sulked and pulled a face, retracting her inquiring gaze and daring not to pry any further.
Tiffany pretended to work seriously for a while before grabbing her phone and cup and heading to the pantry.
Once out of sight of the others, she sprinted to the stairwell and dialed Enna’s number.
No, she had to get to the bottom of this gossip.
If she didn’t, she wouldn’t be able to concentrate on her work today!
“Beep…” The phone rang more than ten times before finally connecting.
The person on the other end of the line seemed to have just woken up, her voice groggy and husky, “Hello, Sister Tiffany..”