Chapter 51: My Woman Has No Habit of Using Second-hand Things
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“Stop!” As the girl saw her leaving, she became desperate, jumping up and down and clinging to the man beside her, “Husband, I want that ring-
The old man beside her, however, seemed not to have heard her, his face pale as he stared in horror at the noble man.
His expression was as if he’d seen a ghost!
Why would Young Master Lawrence be here?!
“Husband, are you just going to let them bully me? I want that ring- Get it for me, please-” The girl, both upset and anxious, continued to push.
Baron Lawrence finally noticed the old man beside her. He pulled Enna Clark over, and with a sarcastic smile asked, “President Harper?”
“M-Master Lawrence.” The once arrogant old man’s lips twitched, and he quickly shrugged off the nagging girl. As beads of sweat the size of beans formed on his forehead, he bowed and apologized, “I didn’t know this young lady was acquainted with you. I’m truly sorry for any offense I’ve caused. Please forgive me.”
How unlucky of him to run into such a big shot while on vacation in Pacifica [Sland witn ms mistress.
What’s even more unfortunate is that he’d provoked the man.
Remembering the rumored temper of that Lord, his legs softened. “I don’t recall you offending me.” The tone, no matter how it was heard, was cold.
As the boss of a large company, he had a discerning eye. He immediately reacted, not caring about losing face, bowing deeply to Enna Clark, smiling apologetically, “Miss, I didn’t recognize a gem before me, and I offended you.
“Do you like the ring, Miss? I have a tourmaline little finger ring at home. If you like it, once we’re back in Linton City, I’ll have it sent right over.”
As soon as his words were spoken, the mistress beside him exclaimed in surprise, “Husband, why are you apologizing to her and offering her the ring? Didn’t you promise to give it to me?”
“Shut up!” The plump man wiped the sweat from his face and pushed her away,
In an instant, his face changed, still smiling apologetically at Enna Clark, awkwardly saying, “Miss, please don’t pay attention to her. Once we’re back in Linton City… No, that’s not right. If you’re interested, I’ll have the ring airlifted to you right away.”
“I don’t agree! That’s my ring, you said you’d give me that ring. Why does she get it?” The mistress raged.
Baron Lawrence’s dark eyes flashed with murderous intent, the cold aura brushing the man’s face, his thin lips barely touching, “Heh, my woman isn’t accustomed to using second-hand things. Keep that ring for yourself.” After saying this, he left with Enna Clark.
Bates Harper broke out in a cold sweat, following subconsciously, “Master Lawrence, please let me explain…”
His mistress didn’t understand the situation, muttering under her breath, “What a show-off! Does he really treat that woman like a treasure? I don’t believe she’s never used second-hand things!”
No sooner had her words fallen than she heard the fat old man shout.
Because of his indulgence, the mistress had always had her every whim fulfilled. This was the first time she had been yelled at so angrily, and in front of so many people, she immediately pouted and said defiantly, “Well, I’m not wrong. If she’s so rich, why come to the roadside stalls?”
“You!” He trembled with anger, not knowing whether Enna Clark had money or not, but that Lord was genuinely powerful and wealthy enough to rival a nation!
When he thought about how he had offended this person, he was both angry and anxious. With bloodshot eyes, he slapped the mistress across the face, “You brainless thing, you’ve ruined me! Get lost! ”
The mistress, taken aback, covered her face with her hands, her watery eyes turning red and giving him a pitiful look, “Husband, you hit me?”
“Who’s your husband? I have nothing to do with you anymore.” After saying this, he turned and walked away.
Now panicked, the mistress chased after him, crying..