Chapter 695: Chapter 695: Feels Like Enna Clark
Baron Lawrence glanced away for a moment, and the little figure had squeezed to the innermost part of the crowd.
His thin lips were pressed into a straight line, his brows furrowed even more.
“Who is it?” The person who turned around impatiently instantly softened their attitude, making way like a love-struck fool.
Baron Lawrence had just reached the innermost part when he spotted the little one in the crowd.
Then, he heard a soft, childish voice, timidly calling, “Uncle…”
It felt as if his heart was hit somewhere. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a little girl with delicate features, her watery eyes wide, her arms open towards him, her wordless call, “Uncle…uncle…”
Was she trying to say uncle?
Baron Lawrence narrowed his eyes, looking at the little girl who reached out and wobbled over to him. Seeing the little girl approaching unsteadily, he instinctively reached out and steadied her for what seemed like a fall.
“Hehehe!” The little one wasn’t frightened at all. She even let out a silvery giggle and continued sobbing, “Uncle…uncle…”
“I’m not your uncle.”
“Hold!” This time, she enunciated especially clearly.
Baron Lawrence squatted in front of her, staring at her coldly, unmoving.
Although his gaze was not terrifying, his cold aura was intimidating to a child, giving a sense of pressure.
However, the little girl who appeared out of nowhere seemed not the least bit afraid, as she looked at him with watery eyes like Bambi, her soft pink lips pronouncing clearly, “Uncle…hold!”
Bobby was afraid that the dubious man would have a bad temper and directly hurt this little girl he liked at first sight.
Just as he was about to speak up…
He saw the tall, cold man seeming to give in, picking up the girl.
“Hehehe!” It seemed that the little girl really loved to be held, swinging her short arms, instructing, “Fly…”
Did she want him to raise her high in the air?
His handsome face tensed, lips pursed tightly, coldly refusing, “No.”
If it were anyone else, they would have understood and kept quiet by now.
But he was facing a one-year-old child who seemed particularly bold. She didn’t understand what rejection was, still shouting, “Fly…uncle…fly…”
Although her childish voice sounded lovely, it could get annoying after a while.
The man with a stiff face seemed impatient, his brows knitted tightly. He wanted to put down the unknown little girl from his arms several times.
But for some reason, he just couldn’t let go.
He couldn’t quite explain it, but he felt a subtle connection that made him find the little girl particularly pleasing to the eye.
This feeling of pleasure had only been given to him by one woman—Enna Clark!
He instinctively looked at the little girl’s features.
The little girl was young, her facial features not yet distinct, but she looked tender and soft, like a well-cared-for child at home.
Perhaps it was her age, but those big eyes were striking. The eyelashes were curled and long, like butterfly wings, inexplicably pleasing to the eye.
Baron Lawrence’s eyes gradually deepened, and as an idea began to emerge in his mind…