Skye Lawrence brought this upon herself, not only repeatedly plotting against Enna Clark but also daring to poison the Old Man. Just based on what she’s done, she’s no longer fit to be part of the Lawrence Family.
Since Skye isn’t family, Oscar is rely a stranger to him.
"What do you an? What do you an by ’none of you can let anyone go’?"
Baron Lawrence frowned, looked at her displeased, and said, word by word, "You did so many things for them without knowing anything. Skye Lawrence, you really should reflect on yourself. It’s not who’s changed; it’s you. Everything the Old Man taught, you’ve returned to him. Cleanly, cleaner than your face! So, it’s only right you lost to Enna Clark last ti. The way you are now, your mind is not on the right path at all!"
He spoke bluntly enough.
Direct enough to slap her in the face.
Skye’s face instantly changed.
Enna was even more depressed; she got caught up in this without doing anything.
Secretly, she reached out her hand and pinched the flesh on his waist. After hearing him grunt, her mood improved. She discreetly withdrew her hand, pretending as if nothing had happened, remaining as calm and gentle as before.
Let him take the heat for her.
Can he even talk properly? Knows Skye doesn’t like her enough, yet he still adds fuel to the fire.
Where’s his emotional intelligence?
Baron Lawrence was pinched hard on the waist by her, and his breathing beca heavier. His eyes darkened slightly, restraining the unsteady breath and the sudden heat that surged up his abdon.
Indeed, this woman is always seducing him!
Really want to drag her to bed and keep her there for three days and nights, see if she dares to casually pinch a man’s waist again!
Baron Lawrence has never been one to endure; he usually does whatever he wants, not caring about anyone else’s feelings except for Enna Clark. He was already impatient standing here arguing with Skye; now he’s even more so! His handso face showed this impatience, his obsidian-like eyes narrowing as he looked at Skye, whose face was becoming increasingly stiff and ugly, "I’ve said all I needed to say. If you still don’t know anything, go ask your man. He knows very well what I an. Between him and , it’s not about who’s letting who go, it’s about one of us must beco that chicken!"
Slaughter the chicken to alert the monkey.
Let those lurking monkeys see clearly, and stop trying to leap out and court death!
If Enna Clark knew how he explained the proverb about killing a chicken to warn the monkey, she’d definitely want to know who his language teacher was and how they taught him like this.
Unfortunately, no matter how well Enna knows him, she can’t hear Baron’s inner thoughts.
Enna can’t hear it, and Skye Lawrence is even less likely to. She felt Baron’s words slap her across the face, her face turning blue, red, and then white, all sorts of colors, quite spectacular. But fortunately, she wasn’t as brainless as Miranda Lewis to persistently question him, nor did she refute his words.
Because she really didn’t know what he ant by saying she did so many things for them without knowing anything.
What she doesn’t know is, what is he referring to?
She knew everything.
She kept them apart because she knew soone was after the Habsden Family’s wealth, and since Edward Jackson couldn’t have children, Enna Clark beca very dangerous, didn’t she?
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