Chapter 1135: Chapter 1135: To Take Her Away Chapter 1135: Chapter 1135: To Take Her Away Baron Lawrence didn’t listen to her objections. Hearing the answer he wanted, he imdiately interrupted her, “If it’s for this matter, that’s enough! No buts!”
The Old Man, who is he to not know.
Given what happened at the banquet, whether Enna Clark is innocent or not, the Old Man will first settle the score with her.
What the Old Man cares about most is the family’s honor. With such an incident, it’s unlikely he would let Enna Clark off the hook!
Even if the Old Man didn’t do anything just now, it’s only because he hasn’t had the chance to act before I ca in. Therefore, I must take her and leave!
“I’m saying this one last ti, get lost!” Baron Lawrence’s piercing eyes swept sternly towards the dozen n in front of him, emitting a deadly chill.
“Sorry, Young Master, but we must carry out the Old Lord’s orders,” the bodyguards lanted in their hearts about getting into such a ss again, yet they had no choice but to stand their ground.
Baron Lawrence’s piercing eyes turned utterly cold.
He pulled Enna Clark behind him and jerked her away, “Wait for in a farther place.”
“Baron Lawrence, what are you doing?” Enna Clark felt sothing was wrong and subconsciously held onto his wrist, “Don’t be reckless.”
“Shit!” What does she an by calling him reckless? From start to finish, he’s been considering her best interests, and yet she blas him for being domineering and reckless!
His anger rising in his chest, Baron Lawrence wished he could kill her with his glare. But no matter how fierce his eyes were, he still tore off her hand and pushed her to a safe distance.
He then suddenly turned, his handso face tensed, and briskly stepped forward, throwing a clean punch at the bodyguard who was blocking the way.
Bang!
No one could withstand his punch; the leading bodyguard hit the floor with a thud.
The rest of them ca to their senses and shouted loudly, “Attention, stop the Young Master!”
“If you want to stop , let’s see if you have the skills!” His voice was authoritarian and husky, and his movents didn’t pause for a mont. Punching, sweeping kicks, every move flowed as if he were in a movie—despite being up against a dozen n, he wasn’t at a disadvantage at all.
But the Lawrence Family’s bodyguards were not re street gangsters; they were well-trained elites. After an initial hesitation, their coordination improved. Baron Lawrence was trapped in their circle from start to end—
Baron Lawrence, however, was not one to be trifled with; his punches beca more accurate, and although the bodyguards’ circle remained, he almost broke through an opening.
Just then, perhaps in desperation, one of the bodyguards threw a punch towards Baron Lawrence’s back.
“Be careful!” Enna Clark was anxious on the side, uncertain how to defuse the situation. Seeing this, she instinctively rushed over, blocking the way.
Everything happened too fast, so fast that she could even feel the sound of the wind from the fist about to hit her. She closed her eyes, ready to tough it out.
At the critical mont, Baron Lawrence turned his head and saw the scene, his thin lips pressed into a firm line, “Damn it, Enna Clark!”
He pulled her in and held her tightly in his arms, protecting her with utmost care.
anwhile, the bodyguard’s fist didn’t stop, landing a punch on his shoulder.
Baron Lawrence grunted and turned back, delivering a kick that sent the person flying away!
Right at that mont, Old Master Lawrence ca out. Seeing his sowhat pale face, he screwed up his face and dropped the sentence, “Let him go!”
The bodyguards, who had just caused such a big ss, received the order and breathed a sigh of relief, opening a path…
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