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âDo you know? Is Ms. Clark going to see her?â Scott Harris was quite surprised that Enna Clark took the initiative to ask about Jasmine Clark, but still answered respectfully.
Enna Clark nodded, looking calm, âAm I allowed to see her?â
âOf course. Baron Lawrence has already instructed that if Ms. Clark wants to deal with her personally, it should be handled as you wish. But he also said that if he doesnât have time to go with you, to ensure your safety, I have to accompany you.â
Baronâs words seemed overbearing, but in private, he was actually a very attentive person.
Enna Clarkâs heart warmed, and she smiled gently, âIâm grateful for your help,
Mr. Harris.â
âItâs my duty,â Scott Harris bowed, âPlease wait a moment, Ms. Clark. Iâll make the arrangements.â
Scott Harris brought her to a secluded house near the hospital.
There were two black-clad bodyguards guarding the house. Seeing them arrive, the bodyguards respectfully greeted, âGood day, Mr. Harris.â
âOpen the door.â
The light from outside spilled into the room, illuminating the damp and cold space.
Enna Clark saw a disheveled woman crouching in a corner, on a bed made of only one wooden plank. The dazzling light shone in, and she looked up suddenly, as if startled.
That faceâ¦
It was unmistakably Jasmine Clark!
As Enna could clearly see Jasmine Clark, Jasmine also recognized her and Scott Harris beside her.
Enna Clark wasnât dead, nor was she bedridden in a hospital!
Jealousy crawled all over Jasmineâs face. She coughed, struggled to stand up, and with an air of defiance, coldly said, âEnna, have you come to laugh at me? Dream on! My uncle will find me soon, and then youâll see!â
âAnd my dad, he wonât abandon me either. When he finds out Iâm missing, heâll know itâs your doing. He will never let you off! â
Her voice was hoarse, like a broken violin, and every word she spoke was piercingly shrill.
To Ennaâs surprise, Jasmineâs throat was ruined.
She reflexively glanced over at Scott Harris, then quickly looked away again.
There was no need to think about it; Jasmineâs throat was undoubtedly Baron Lawrenceâs handiwork.
Enna had always known Baron Lawrence wasnât as harmless as he appeared when he was with her and Bobby. The fact that so many people feared him proved how ruthless his methods were.
However, she felt no sympathy for Jasmine.
Enna wasnât a saint or a pure white lotus flower, nor would she consider everyone elseâs feelings. Jasmine had framed her again and again, and if murder was legal, Enna wouldnât mind stabbing her a couple of times.
Especially now that she knew the truth from 20 years ago, she had no feelings of kinship left for the Clark family, only disgust and anger!
Thatâs why when Jasmine mentioned Jacob Clark to provoke her, Enna didnât feel upset. Her heart was calm and told her, âJacob Clark has already come to see me. He told me he regrets not taking you to the police station himself back then because he was too busy with work, and thatâs why Juliet Jordan and your uncle took advantage of the situation and got you out. He never mentioned letting you go, and he repeatedly assured me that he would deal with you harshly this time.â
Jasmine was stunned for a moment, then immediately waved her hands and shouted excitedly, âImpossible! Youâre lying! Youâre trying to deceive me! Ha, Enna, do you think I would believe you if you said this?â
âWhy would I lie to you? What do you have left thatâs worth my lying for?â Enna Clark was full of mockery.
Jasmine Clark was now nothing more than a prisoner waiting for her sentence..