Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 610: Mr. Lawrence is not someone we can reach up to

Disappointment flickered in Emily’s eyes, and then she said playfully, “You’re the one who said any condition would do, and now I’m proposing one. If you can’t do it, don’t blame me.”

“Choose another one,” Baron Lawrence said, enduring the surging anger.

“I want this one,” Emily said, turning away, not hurrying at all, unabashed. “Anyway, the fact that you’re willing to go on this blind date with me means you have a handle on your family. I don’t mind. As long as someone holds your handle, I’ll have plenty of chances to be with you. I think I have many merits, so what if you suddenly come to your senses and realize I’m your true love?”

“That day will never come!” Baron Lawrence’s face was taut, and he spoke word by word, like an oath.

Emily paused, soon recovering, and spread her hands, “I believe nothing is absolute. Alright, you’ve picked me up, and I don’t think you’d want to have coffee with me anymore. Well, let’s look forward to our next meeting. I’m going to prepare, apply more face masks, exercise, buy some clothes, so I can perform better in front of you.”

Baron Lawrence had never seen such an annoying woman; she irritated him so much that he wished he could strangle her!

However, this woman was right about one thing. Forget coffee, he couldn’t bear her for even a moment!

Without looking at Emily, he snapped a picture of her face, sent it to the account, turned around and left without any attachment.

In the elevator.

A text message came in.

[Lord, Ms. Clark’s grandpa is already on his way back to the nursing home].

He glanced at the message, and his tight lips finally relaxed a little. He squinted his eyes and sent a message to Rupert Harris.

Having settled everything, the elevator reached the first floor.

He left the hotel.

The driver immediately opened the car door, “Young Master Lawrence.”

Baron Lawrence had just gotten in when Rupert Harris’s information came back. His barely relaxed thin lips were completely pursed again, and it seemed as if there was a raging fire in the depths of his eyes, and he ferociously punched the car window.

Damn it! He was one step too late!

Enna Clark was still barred from leaving the country!

The driver was startled by his angry appearance and hurriedly went around to the front, opened the car door, and hesitantly asked, “Young Master Lawrence, where to now…?”

“Back to the hotel.”

“Yes, sir.”

Lincoln made a U-turn and headed for the Hilton Hotel…

…

On the other hand, after Enna was hung up on, she waited for the owner of Moonstone to finish making the bracelet. Feeling down, she didn’t bother to wander outside anymore and went back to the hotel with Bobby.

As soon as she arrived at the hotel, she ran into Miranda Lewis.

“Enna.”

Enna really had no mood to deal with her now, but Miranda had already walked up to her quickly, glanced at Bobby, and seemed hesitant to speak.

“What is it? Just say it.”

Miranda hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn’t resist. “I saw some domestic news about Mr. Lawrence, Enna. Do you know?”

“What difference does it make if I know or don’t know?” She straightened up.

Seeing her attitude, Miranda guessed she already knew and didn’t beat around the bush. “Enna, don’t be sad. Mr. Lawrence’s status is destined to be beyond our reach. You’re already very lucky, and your current position is stable. But who knows what will happen in the future? For your own good, I suggest you still arrange someone on your side near Mr. Lawrence.”

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