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4 hours later, while it was still a quiet night in the country with everyone immersed in their dreams, a plane stopped at a private airport in Country W.
Not long after, a luxury car drove towards Les Alto Assembly Hall.
At a high-profile banquet in Country W, a handsome man with a face like an emperor stepped out of the extended luxury car, his face clouded, and countless cameras were pointed at him.
“Young Master Lawrence, look over here!”
“Young Master Lawrence, could you look this way, please?”
“Here, here. Look here.”
The flashlights were a dazzling array, almost overshadowing the stars on the red carpet. As this man appeared, it was as if the moon in the sky; brilliant like stars, could only serve as a backdrop!
Baron Lawrence suppressed his impatience and waited for the woman in the car to come out.
A slender and elegant long leg stretched out, followed by a beautiful woman comparable to a supermodel stepping out of the same car. With an appropriate smile hanging at the corner of her mouth, she waved gracefully in front of so many media and her other hand naturally wrapped around Baron Lawrence’s arm –
In an instant, the flashlights of the media from around the world started flashing like crazy!
Some recognized who the woman was and shouted at her, “Miss Charlotte, look here!”
“Miss Charlotte, look here, look here.”
Someone else in the crowd yelled, “Miss Charlotte, is your public appearance with Young Master Lawrence to announce your love affair?”
“Young Master Lawrence, is this a declaration of your love affair?”
Hearing about the love affair, Baron Lawrence’s face grew even more impatient. He strode ahead, completely ignoring the woman still smiling and greeting the media reporters with his arm wrapped.
His abrupt departure caught Emilia Goldsmith off guard, but she quickly adjusted to keep up with his pace, being escorted all the way under the flashlights into the venue.
Once they arrived at the venue, Emilia Goldsmith immediately let go of his hand, put on a stern face, and accused him unhappily, “Why did you suddenly walk away on the red carpet just now? Do you know I almost couldn’t keep up?”
“That’s your problem.” Baron Lawrence was extremely indifferent and didn’t even bother to give her a proper look.
He was here because he had agreed to Old Master’s condition, not because he had the spare time to waste with this woman.
Emilia Goldsmith had never seen such an unreasonable man, pointing at him angrily, “You! Do you think it’s necessary? I’m not clinging to you, we agreed to cooperate with each other and part on good terms. What’s the meaning of embarrassing me in public? Would I really pester you?”
Finally, Baron Lawrence gave her a proper look. His deep, hawk-like eyes were suffocatingly dark, but there was not a trace of emotion in them, only indifference that kept people at arm’s length. His rose-colored, kissable thin lips pressed together coldly, “It’s best if you don’t pester.”
Emilia Goldsmith was taken aback for a moment before realizing what he meant. Angrily, she let out a ‘huff.’ However, the arrogant man didn’t care about her reaction and entered the hall.
Emilia Goldsmith was furious but, as a standard third-generation wealthy girl, she knew exactly what kind of attitude to display at what occasion. No matter how angry she was, she forced herself to smile and followed Baron Lawrence closely, just like a gentle and lovely girlfriend, with only a step between them.
This time, the banquet in Country W was attended by only top-ranked elites, and the event was exhausting for everyone involved.
It was already 10 pm when the banquet ended. He shook off the reporters who followed him all the way and sat back in the car, leaning against the seat, tiredly rubbing his temples, and asked, “Where is she?”
The driver, who had been with him for several years, knew who he was asking about and immediately replied, “It’s only six in the morning in the country. Ms. Clark is still asleep.”