The driver in front could hear everything clearly and was dying to interject.
Lord Lawrence wasnât short on things to do lately, quite the opposite, he had been incredibly busy, with both military and business matters demanding his attention.
The reason he came to pick up Ms. Clark so early today was precisely because he hadnât finished his military duties and had left early to personally pick her up from downstairs.
If he really waited to finish all his work, Lord Lawrence probably wouldnât make it home tonight.
But the driver just thought to himself, not daring to actually speak up.
If he truly dared to interject, he could envisage, with the tips of his toes, the coal mines of Country T waiting for him.
Mr. Harris, the housekeeper, had already warned him that regarding anything to do with Ms. Clark, he should speak, look, listen, and interfere less, or else he would be in big trouble.
He vividly remembered a time when even Mr. Harris had been sent by Lord Lawrence to dig coal in Country T.
It was only later, when Lord Lawrence had something to investigate, that Mr. Harris was called back from the mines.
So it was better for him to act like a wooden figurine.@@novelbin@@
Baron Lawrence had no idea the driver was struggling with so many thoughts in front; had he known what was going through the driverâs mind, he wouldâve sent him to Country T without a momentâs hesitation.
His hawkish eyes fell on the curious face of the little woman looking at him, her fair melon-seed face bare and unmade-up, giving her skin a pale, delicate appearance. She wouldâve been mistaken for a fresh university graduate if not for the professional suit she wore. Pure and pleasant.
Especially those big eyes, watery, which always looked clear and bright, no matter when you saw them.
His gaze suddenly slid downward, landing on Enna Clarkâs petal-like, tender lips.
Her face might have been free of makeup, but to enhance her complexion she had applied a bit of lip gloss. The color was pale, not the bright red thatâs too garish but light, almost blending in with her natural lip color. If you didnât look closely, you couldnât even tell she had put on some lip gloss.
Baron Lawrenceâs gaze lingered on her lips, his sexy Adamâs apple moving, but instead of answering her question, he suddenly asked, âEnna, did you put on lipstick?â
Lipstick?
Enna Clark was caught off guard by the question.
She had been asking him why he got off work so early today, how did he suddenly switch to talking about lipstick? That was quite a leap, wasnât it?
âI did put a little on.â
âWhat flavor is it?â The Lawrence Corporation also had a cosmetics company, and although he did not use those products or pay much attention to them, he vaguely remembered seeing on the financial statements that womenâs lipsticks were categorized, not just by color, but apparently by flavor too.
Enna Clark was a bit confused by the question, what flavor? She couldnât remember, it was just a random purchase, âI think itâs chocolate, but Iâm not sure. Why? Did I apply it crookedly?â
âChocolate? Thatâs perfect.â Perfectly so, he suddenly felt like having chocolate, and since she offered it right to his mouth, he might as well give it a taste.
Perfect what?
Enna Clark quickly understood what was perfect, because the next second, her lips were enveloped by the man leaning over her, savoring them as if they were real chocolate, sucking on her lips, nibbling gently.
âMmmâ¦â His lips were soft, with a hint of mint, and when they pressed against hers, it induced an electrifying tingling sensation. Enna involuntarily pushed against his chest with both hands, subconsciously trying to push him away, âBaron⦠Baron Lawrenceâ¦â
With the driver still in front, even if he wanted to play the rogue, should he at least consider the place?
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