Chapter 1770: Chapter 1760: I Like Baron Lawrence
“I like Baron Lawrence. I want to be with him.”
Listening closely, the Bluetooth earphones repeatedly played only this one sentence. From the audio, it’s clear that it was a clip extracted using so technology.
If Enna Clark were here, she would recognize that this was during the Lawrence Family crisis. Skye Lawrence had found her, urging her to break up with Baron Lawrence voluntarily, but she refused Skye’s request.
“I like Baron Lawrence. I…”
He wasn’t sure what was played, but the repeated phrase in the Bluetooth earphones stuttered for a mont, replaced by an even shorter version.
“I like Baron Lawrence.”
Enna Clark’s voice is actually quite distinguishable; it’s one of those gentle and comforting voices with a particularly pleasant tone. Whenever she focuses on speaking about sothing, it brings a vivid image to people’s minds. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been exceptionally hired by the Radio Station as a DJ for the car radio without qualifications.
“I like Baron Lawrence.”
Although this audio segnt was technically extracted, one must admit, the extraction technique was superb, making the result sound very natural.
If one didn’t know that there were many more words following, they might have thought it was a deliberate recording of a confession.
That soft voice seed to convey the speaker’s sweetness and persistence at the ti.
The arrogant man’s hostility diminished significantly.
“I like Baron Lawrence,” the voice in the Bluetooth earphones repeated again.
He gripped the Bluetooth tightly, clenched his thin lips abruptly, and spat out between gritted teeth, “Liar!”
He had already investigated Lyle Westbrook, discovering that Lyle had indeed been seriously injured so ti ago, leaving him with a heart ailnt.
Back then, Enna Clark didn’t lie to him.
He indeed acted impulsively.
But even if he shouldn’t have impulsively hit others at that ti, she shouldn’t have threatened him with a breakup to make him stop!
If she hadn’t been the first to ntion breaking up, he wouldn’t have agreed to it in the heat of anger, leaving behind harsh words for her to rember that they would break up from that mont on!
The domineering man’s breathing beca unstable again. If Adam Sinclair were here, he would surely see this as a sign of his emotional instability.
The Bluetooth earphones were set to loop.
As long as he didn’t turn it off, it would keep playing the audio inside.
“I like Baron Lawrence.”
The voice that had just been as sweet as heavenly music now felt like a knife stabbing into his heart.
The sweeter the voice inside spoke, the more heavily it stabbed.
“I like Baron Lawrence.”
His heart felt as if it were suffocating, being torn to pieces, falling from the clouds into hell, while soone kept reminding him of the taste of paradise at his ear.
He subconsciously tightened his grip on the Bluetooth earphones, the contours of the earphones pressing into his palm, as if he didn’t feel it.
‘Crack.’
“I like…” With a crisp breaking sound, the small, gentle voice ca to an abrupt halt.
He opened his palm, only to see that in his mont of distraction, the small Bluetooth earphones had been unconsciously crushed by him.
The sharp edges of the broken plastic stabbed into the flesh of his palm, bright red blood pooled along the edge of his palm, dripping onto the black conference table, looking shocking…
At that mont.
The door to the conference room suddenly opened.
It was Assistant Terrence, whom he had just told to get out, coming back in, followed by a man who looked like a chef, carrying a luxurious box in his hand.
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