Chapter 2302: Chapter 2311: I Fell for Her First, and Courted Her
Even if she lost that coback advertisent, she was in a very good mood.
“What are you all standing around for? No one needs to work anymore? Get ready, everyone in position!” the Director shouted, and the crowd in the studio, who had been petrified by Olivia Lewis’s striking slap, snapped back to reality.
People quickly returned to their spots, continuing with their respective tasks.
Since Baron Lawrence was going to participate in the interview show, it definitely wouldn’t be like a star’s interview where they had to play mini-gas with the Host or perform personal talents.
The Director, being a perceptive person, had the field service bring in a set of small sofas in advance.
Baron Lawrence and Enna Clark sat on the sofa, while several hosts sat opposite them, gazing at them as if looking at a national treasure panda.
Enna was so overwheld by their gaze that she didn’t know where to put her hands and feet.
She was used to the presence of flashlights, but this was the first ti she had participated in such a proper interview…
Directly in front of them was a huge cara, its glass lens aid right at them, and Enna reflexively frowned, feeling quite uncomfortable.
“Countdown starting—”
“Enna, you’ve got this.” Olivia Lewis waved her hands from the seat she previously sat in.
The Director made a silence gesture and started counting down, “3, 2, 1—start!”
The Host imdiately stood up, greeted the audience and the cara, then excitedly and formally introduced Enna Clark and the others.
Because the cara hadn’t cut to them yet, Enna heard the Host’s enthusiastic introduction, and her heart tightened, even more unsure of where to place her hands and feet.
At this mont, the man sitting next to her discreetly held her hand and, in a low and hoarse voice that only they could hear, said, “Don’t worry, I’m here.”
Don’t worry, I’m here.
With those few words, Enna’s tense mood relaxed quite a bit.
Only then did she notice that his complexion seed worse than usual, pale, yet his lips were especially red.
The rosy thin lips looked nice, but Enna felt sothing was off.
Soon, she figured out what it was.
Because Baron Lawrence’s palm, which was holding her hand, was searing hot, not at a normal human temperature at all.
Was he running a fever?
Enna didn’t think so.
But she still turned her hand over onto Baron Lawrence’s hand, testing the temperature of his skin, her frown deepening…
No, his temperature was indeed elevated.
What was going on?
Enna glanced at the audience, scanning around, and found Scott Harris.
She happened to see Scott Harris looking worriedly in their direction—
She followed Scott Harris’s gaze, turning back, her eyes landing precisely on the man beside her.
Was Mr. Harris looking at Baron Lawrence?
Why was he looking at Baron Lawrence with such a worried expression?
Enna’s heart was thumping, feeling a sense of unease.
Before she could figure it out, the Host had wrapped up the introduction, and handed the microphone to her, his face full of anticipation, like he was waiting for her to answer, calling out, “Mrs. Lawrence…”
Enna’s mind went blank. She had been lost in thought about Baron Lawrence. She hadn’t heard a word of the chatter from the Host on stage.
Just then, the microphone handed to her was taken by a slender, elegant hand, and a deep, commanding voice echoed in the studio, “I was the one who liked her first, who pursued her.”
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