To find soone temporarily in Mauritius to take care of her, he doesn’t really trust anyone else. He had soone investigate this Joanne Harrison, and her background is clean. She indeed did a good job last ti.
If it weren’t for Joanne Harrison rushing to tell him in ti, Enna Clark might have already followed the elevator down!
By then, he wouldn’t have been able to save Enna Clark.
So, he brought her over.
If Joanne Harrison does well, he might consider giving her another job to take care of Enna Clark long-term. If she doesn’t do well, it’s enough that she takes care of Enna Clark these few days.
Of course, if she’s tempted by the money and benefits outside and dares to have any ideas about Enna Clark, her end will be extrely miserable.
Before bringing Joanne Harrison over, he already had soone show her the rcenary video shot by Scott Harris, she should be very clear about the end he was talking about.
"Yes, President Lawrence." Joanne Harrison lowered her head, feeling uneasy, but her tone was firm. She bit her lower lip, seed to gather courage, raised her head, and assured, "President Lawrence, rest assured, I will certainly take good care of Mrs. Lawrence. I need this job, I won’t do anything to betray Mrs. Lawrence."
"You better not." Baron Lawrence glanced at her indifferently, his eyes cold, speaking casually, "Alright, do you know what to do now? Go set the dinner table."
"Yes, President Lawrence." Joanne Harrison quickly moved to the dining table, busy organizing it.
After finishing his speech, Baron Lawrence stopped paying attention to her. He got up from the sofa, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs, as dazzling as Apollo, god of the sun, handso and sculpted.
However, Joanne Harrison didn’t dare to look at him more than a glance.
It’s not that Baron Lawrence wasn’t attractive.
It’s that after watching that video, she fully realized how ruthless this man could be. She originally didn’t have any improper thoughts about this man, and now she definitely wouldn’t.
That video was too terrifying...
She just wanted to take good care of Mrs. Lawrence and earn well.
Joanne Harrison buried her head, focused entirely on her work.
Baron Lawrence was just looking for soone to take care of Enna Clark, after all. If Joanne Harrison wasn’t the person he specifically hired to care for Enna Clark, with his status, he wouldn’t bother to spend energy on a maid. He had explained everything he needed to to Joanne Harrison and naturally wouldn’t bother with her any further.
He walked straight into the bedroom—
The sound of water from the bathroom had stopped at so point, and there were rustling sounds of soone getting dressed inside.
Baron Lawrence leaned outside the bathroom, his gaze deep, waiting for the person inside to co out.
Enna Clark didn’t take too long inside.
She scrubbed herself thoroughly, dried her hair, washed her face, and then opened the bathroom door.
"Uh..."
As soon as she opened the door, the person standing at the door imdiately entered her field of view.
"Baron Lawrence, why are you standing here?" She saw clearly the man standing outside, looked at him puzzled, holding her changed clothes in one hand while bypassing him to walk toward the bedroom.
"I rember there was a laundry basket here, where did it go?"
Just as she was about to brush past the tall man, her wrist was dominantly grasped, yanking her back—
"Oof!" Enna Clark was caught off guard, colliding with his chest.
Her nose nudged against his firm chest, making her feel tingling; that sour sensation instantly spread through her nasal cavity, bringing a layer of mist to her eyes.
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