Chapter 990: He Went in Alone
Chapter 990: Chapter 990: He Went in Alone
Just as they were about to walk in, the man leading the way suddenly stopped.
Baron Lawrence released the hand he had been holding, turned his head slightly, and touched her with his thin lips, “Enna Clark, wait here for me.”
“I want to…”
Before she could finish, Baron Lawrence’s eagle eyes became solemn, “Listen to me, wait here first!”
Enna Clark frowned slightly; although she didn’t know why he insisted on having her wait outside, she still agreed, “Alright, I’ll wait for you.”
Baron Lawrence was afraid she would be stubborn and insist on going in with him. Seeing she didn’t persist, his tense jawline relaxed slightly. His deep eagle eyes gazed at her intensely, then he suddenly bent down and kissed her lips.
It was like a dragonfly touching the water, forceful yet brief, and he soon raised his head. His gaze regained its usual haughty and cold indifference.
“Remember, don’t wander off, I’ll be right out.”
With so many eyes upon them, he dared to behave so boldly, yet Enna Clark felt completely reassured and nodded without affectation, “Don’t worry, I’ll wait for you.”
Only then did Baron Lawrence seem reassured. He lifted his head, swept his gaze over the people nearby, and commanded in a cold voice, “Take good care of Ms. Clark. If I find out you have been neglecting her, the consequences… you will bear them yourself!”
The chilly tone and bone-chilling warning made all the servants shiver, and they bent their backs in respect, “Lord, rest assured.”
Baron Lawrence withdrew his gaze and his lips pressed into a straight line as he looked towards the great hall.
He didn’t look back at Enna Clark and strode into the hall with long steps.
The hall, with its 400-square-meter expanse, was completely decorated in a Medieval style, with beige leather sofas and crystal chandeliers that were unspeakably luxurious.
The walls were adorned with Medieval masterpieces, each capable of causing a worldwide sensation. Here, however, they were merely decorations.
An elderly man, vigorous despite his age, sat on a sofa, supporting himself with a dragon-head cane. His silvery hair was combed meticulously, and his eyes, bearing a strong resemblance to Baron Lawrence’s, were sharp and commanding as if they could probe into one’s soul. Who else could it be but Old Master Lawrence, whom Enna Clark had seen once before at a hotel in Country T?
Behind him stood an old housekeeper, invisible like a shadow, looking worriedly at Baron Lawrence as he walked in.
“You’re back?” Old Master Lawrence’s indifferent voice cut through the air with a simplicity that brought an overwhelming pressure.
Baron Lawrence’s brows didn’t even flinch, his expression unreadable, “Yes.”
Old Master Lawrence, looking at his cold demeanor, couldn’t suppress the rage in his heart. From the moment Baron descended from the plane, people had been reporting to him that Baron had also brought that Ms. Clark back with him.
It seemed that his audacity was growing; he was now acting without considering the consequences!
Knowing full well that he did not approve of Enna Clark, he still dared to bring her back!
Old Master Lawrence was indeed Old Master Lawrence. Even though his eyes were filled with anger, he managed to keep his composure, and his tone didn’t change as he asked, “Do you know why I called you back?”
“I know.”
Old Master Lawrence gazed at him with an emotionless face, pain flashing in his eyes, and spoke with deliberate emphasis, “Baron, you have disappointed me greatly! You’ve never made such a mistake. The errors you didn’t commit at 18, you’ve made at 28, and it’s an absurdly egregious one. I’ve groomed you carefully since you were a child, yet you’ve shown me regression!”
Not only had he shown regression, but he had also obstinately brought back the very ‘root’ of his regression. That was what disappointed him the most!