Chapter 702: Chapter 702: Not Planning to Sleep Again
Baron Lawrence noticed the little guy curled up asleep on the sofa right away.
He interrupted Adam Sinclair’s half-finished topic, got up and said, “That’s it for tonight, I’m leaving first.”
“Huh? I’m only halfway through, where are you going?”
“So early? The party has just started.”
Baron Lawrence glanced at the sweetly sleeping child, didn’t bother with any nonsense, picked up his coat, and said as he walked, “We’ll make plans another day.”
Adam Sinclair wanted to retain him, but was pulled back by Rupert Harris.
With long strides, Baron Lawrence walked to the sofa, bent down and picked up the sleeping Bobby, nodded his head to Olivia Lewis as a greeting, and left with the child.
As soon as he left, Olivia Lewis immediately picked up her bag, displaying her alpha female temperament, and said to the frustrated man nearby, “President Sinclair, Young Master Harris. I’m leaving too, I have an advertisement shoot tomorrow.”
Her main intention was to make a token appearance, and she turned and left right after speaking, behaving casually and unrestrained, without giving any face.
Adam Sinclair watched her figure disappear from the room, frowned, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp. The normally noble eyes were tinged with irritation and helplessness. Clenching Rupert Harris’s shoulder, he asked with a headache, “What else do I have to do to make her understand my sincerity?”
“When have you ever been sincere with women?” Rupert Harris was dismissive.
He also wanted to know when he started being sincere with women!
And it’s with a woman with a heart so ruthless that she could abort his child!
Adam Sinclair’s mouth was filled with bitterness. He picked up the wine from the side, poured a glass for himself and one for Rupert Harris, and frowned, “Drink! Baron left, and you’re not allowed to leave tonight either. Have a few drinks with me.”
Seeing his bad mood, Rupert Harris picked up the wine glass without saying more and accompanied him in drinking…
In the Bauhinia Garden Mansion.
Scott Harris opened the door.
Watching the tall man carrying Bobby into the bedroom, gently putting him on the bed, covering him with the quilt, and then closing the door to return to the living room.
He smelled the alcohol on the man and asked, “Lord, would you like me to prepare a cup of honey water for you?”
Baron Lawrence pinched the bridge of his nose, tiredly unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, and ordered, “Make me a cup of coffee.”
Drinking coffee so late at night, could it be that the Lord isn’t planning to sleep again tonight?
Scott Harris worriedly said, “Lord, why don’t I prepare a cup of milk for you instead? Drinking a cup of milk at night is good for sleep.”
“Sleeping pills don’t work, and milk won’t be of any help either.” The only thing that works for him is Enna!
Why was he thinking about that woman again?
With his mind in turmoil, Baron Lawrence frowned, “Don’t talk so much nonsense, just prepare a cup of coffee and bring it to my study. I’m going in first.”
He walked halfway, suddenly stopped, and said, “By the way, bring the medicine in too.”
Although he didn’t want to take those meds, he needed rest. Even if he could only sleep for two or three hours, he had a very important business to discuss the next day.
He had focused on the issue in Country T, and the main reason for his swift return to Linton City was that business.
Previously, the other party had kept finding excuses to postpone the meeting, claiming that they couldn’t make a decision and had to wait for their representative to return to the country.
The representative of their company also arrived today on the same plane.
He didn’t like wasting too much time on one thing. No matter what, he wanted to set a meeting time with the other party’s representative tomorrow!