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Just as she reached the entrance, she saw two lines of people in crisp suits waiting there.
Seeing them coming, they bow and say in unison, “Good day, Young Master
Baron Lawrence felt the little one in his arms wrinkled his brows as if disturbed by the noise, and stirred. His face sank in an instant, he swept a glance over the crowd, ignoring them, and strode forward with his long legs.
Once he left, the others had no choice but to follow.
A large group of people followed behind, some with shorter legs could almost break into a run to keep up.
In the lounge on the 13th floor, Baron Lawrence gently placed the little tyke onto the large bed, pulled the blanket over him, then turned to Scott Harris and said, “Stay here and take care of him.”
Enna Clark, concerned, volunteered, “I have nothing else to do anyway, so why not I stay here instead? You and Mr. Harris can go ahead.”
Baron Lawrence grabbed her wrist, his lips brushed against hers discontentedly, “Who said you have nothing else to do? Today is all about you!” “Huh…what do I have to do?” Enna Clark was genuinely confused.
Baron Lawrence pulled her along as he walked, saying as he went, “You’ll find out soon.”
Enna Clark was pulled along awkwardly, stumbling as she followed him out of the lounge.
Outside the lounge, the executives of Stellar were all whispering, discussing who the child in Young Master Lawrence’s arms was, and who was the woman that came with him.
Just then, Baron Lawrence appeared, holding Enna Clark’s hand.
All discussion ceased instantly as if stricken, they all turned to look at them—
Enna Clark, suddenly being viewed by so many pairs of eyes, where her wrist was held it felt burning hot, she felt a little embarrassed and wriggled her wrist somewhat.
But the proud man held her tight, showing no intention of letting go. His handsome face was expressionless, he stated tersely, “Meeting!”
With that, he led Enna Clark to the meeting room.
The rest had no choice but to follow.
The Stellar’s meeting room was on the 52nd floor.
Enna Clark was made to wait in a separate room next to the meeting room, with a female secretary by her side pouring water.
Inside the meeting room.
After Baron Lawrence stated his demands, the whole room fell silent. Dozens of faces looking at each other, all wanting to speak but holding themselves back facing his dominance.
Only the advertising director raised his disagreement first, “Young Master
Lawrence, I disagree. We already have an advertising plan and have invited
Miss Amelia Young to shoot the new season of ads for our ‘Only Love’ series. If we change people now, the company will need to pay a large sum of liquidated damages.”
“I’ll pay the liquidated damages.” That’s dominance to the extreme, and arrogance to the extreme!
The Director of the Advertising Department was stumped but, under pressure, stuck to his viewpoint, “Young Master Lawrence, it’s not just about the liquidated damages, but Ms. Clark you mention is not suitable for the ‘Only Love’ series. The ‘Only Love’ series is a high-end luxury series with high demands on the image and demeanor of the spokesperson. Ms. Clark is a newcomer, without any popularity in the entertainment industry. But Miss Amelia Young is different. She’s currently the hottest female idol, with a noble upbringing and outstanding demeanor, no one is more suitable to be the spokesperson for the ‘Only Love’ series.”
Baron Lawrence gave him a cold look, his hands interlocked on the conference table, his defiant gaze met the director’s, “Enna Clark is a newcomer, but she won’t be a newcomer in my mind and she won’t be in the future! As for the image and demeanor you mention, in my eyes, no woman has a better image and demeanor than her! She’s more suitable!”