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âIs Baron Lawrence taking a shower considered?â
Enna Clark never believed that woman from the beginning, so she wasnât
overly angry. However, when Adam Sinclair said that woman had deleted Baron Lawrenceâs call logs, the last bit of doubt in her heart was erased.
So, it turned out that Baron Lawrence didnât ignore her calls, he just had no idea she had called him again!
Enna Clark felt sweet inside, she shook her head, âI didnât blabber much.â
âThatâs good.â Adam Sinclairâs hanging heart eased, and Baron Lawrence came up with the soup.
After the soup, Adam Sinclairâs assistant brought over the items needed for the infusion.
Adam Sinclair helped Enna Clark hang the liquid, asked Baron Lawrence to watch her, then left after putting down the medicine.
âBaron Lawrence, Bobbyâ¦â
âDonât worry, Iâve already arranged someone to look after him.â
âOh.â Enna Clark today was tired and scared, and the anti-inflammatory liquid had sedative components. As she was receiving the infusion, she drifted into sleepâ¦
Baron Lawrence stood by her bed until the infusion was complete, he helped her remove the needle, stopped the bleeding, and then gently lifted a corner of the blanket, carefully cradling her in his arms. They fell asleep together.
The night outside was dark, with the moon over the trees, the sounds of insects and birds, everything was warmâ¦
Early the next day.
While Enna Clark was still asleep, Baron Lawrence was already up.
He changed into his shirt, a neat suit and went downstairs.
Scott Harris had prepared breakfast downstairs already and seeing him come down, he quickly greeted, âGood morning, my lord.â
Baron Lawrence glanced at him, didnât bother with breakfast, and asked directly, âHowâs the investigation on the matter I asked you to look into last night?â
âI found it out.â Scott Harris handed him the information he found, âThe ones who locked Miss Clark in the toilet are some hosts from the evening block of the radio station. You probably know the ring leader, the one who deliberately rear-ended your car last time. She did this to Miss Clark because of a series of photos.â
Speaking to here, he hesitated.
Baron Lawrence lifted his head, looking at him, and repeated, âPhoto? What photo?â
âThis⦠â Scott Harris didnât know whether to give the photo to him, what if it sparked another storm?
Just as he was hesitating, Baron Lawrence lowered his face, wanting to flare up but considering the little lady sleeping upstairs, he kept it down. He reached his hand out, commanding in a low voice, âGive it to me.â
Scott Harris had indeed printed it, he slowly and hesitantly pulled it out and handed it to him. While he was looking, he spoke up for Enna Clark, âThese photos suddenly started being circulated on the company forum yesterday morning, the content of the photos doesnât look real. Miss Clark is not that kind of person.â
At first glance, Baron Lawrence saw an ambiguous photo of Enna Clark and a man on a bed, and his face turned dark. Upon closer inspection, although he didnât believe it, anger erupted.
But this anger was not directed at Enna Clark, but towards the person who edited these photos!
He crumpled the photos in his hand, his face cold, thunderstorms in the making, âInvestigate!â
âYes, sir, I will have people look into it right away.â
Scott Harris didnât know who made these despicable photos to slander Miss Clark, but he understood that whoever did this, considering that Miss Clark was feverish last night because of the incident, that person was in big trouble this time!
The dawn sunlight shone on the proud manâs face, making his eyebrows seem cold and his nose high, he looked exceptionally stern.. Baron Lawrence scanned the names on the data, a storm brewing in his eyes, he gave instructions, âScott Harris, get the car, weâre going to the company!â