Chapter 1833: Chapter 1823: Don’t believe we still need to go on a date
In the car.
Even the driver felt the oppressive atmosphere, trying to minimize his presence and drove while minding his own business.
Scott Harris sat in the front passenger seat, watching the road ahead while secretly sending updates of Baron Lawrence’s reactions to Bobby.
Earlier, when he was dropping off the little young master, the little young master had already confessed the purpose of his visit today, and even asked him to help out.
Of course, he was willing to help bring Lord and Ms. Clark back together.
If the two don’t reconcile soon, everyone in the President’s office will be driven insane by Lord.
For the sake of everyone at Lawrence Headquarters who tremble at the re ntion of etings these days, he must act!
But why is it that upon hearing Ms. Clark is going on a date with Young Master Lyle, Lord rely gets angry and doesn’t take any action?
Could it be that Lord really intends to let Ms. Clark go on a date with Young Master Lyle?
From an outsider’s perspective, Young Master Lyle is indeed a very outstanding person, at the very least rare enough to rival Lord.
As ti passes, Ms. Clark may not remain unmoved.
Is Lord not afraid that Ms. Clark might truly develop feelings for soone else?
He was anxious in his heart.
Baron Lawrence was certainly not feeling well inside.
Given his temperant, not going straight to Lyle Westbrook for a fight was already him exercising restraint.
Though his eyes were on the laptop, his mind was far from work.
Suddenly.
The car suddenly braked sharply and ca to a stop.
“What happened?” Scott Harris reacted quickly.
The driver was at a loss and said, “A car behind us rear-ended and grazed us a bit just now.”
“I’ll go check it out.” Scott Harris imdiately opened the car door and got out.
The driver followed closely behind.
A few minutes later, the car window was knocked.
Baron Lawrence rolled down the window, his side profile showing impatience, “What’s the matter?”
“Lord, the car behind accidentally bumped into and grazed against our car. The driver from the other car said he already called the insurance company and they’re going to co for a site inspection and then a claim. What do you think…”
Baron Lawrence was about to say there was no need but suddenly stopped, as if realizing sothing. His hawk-like eyes fixed on Scott Harris, and he suddenly asked seriously, “So this was a car accident?”
“Uh…” Scott Harris was montarily stunned by the question.
Car accident?
His professional attitude as a housekeeper quickly allowed him to react, and he imdiately said, “This can also be considered a type of car accident, just a smaller one.”
So small, it couldn’t be smaller.
Just a rear-end collision with a bit of scraping.
If it weren’t for their luxury car, for such minor bumps, people usually just get out and exchange a cigarette to let it go.
However, if you insist on calling it a car accident, that’s acceptable too.
After all, no matter how minor, it falls within the scope of claims.
But why is Lord asking about this?
Baron Lawrence’s thin lips suddenly curved upwards, he seed to be in a much better mood, looked at him and unexpectedly said, “Call Enna Clark, tell her I was in a car accident.”
Scott Harris, “…”
Baron Lawrence swept a cold glance at him, urging, “Hurry up!”
“…Yes.”
Baron Lawrence was in good spirits and added, “Rember, you are only allowed to tell her I was in a car accident, nothing else! If she asks, be vague, understand?”
Lord’s intention is to trick Ms. Clark into coming over.
He nodded and said, “Understood, Lord.”
“Go on!”
He didn’t believe that after a car accident, Enna Clark would still want to et Lyle Westbrook!
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