"So what." Baron Lawrence didn’t stop, directly bypassing her.
Wendy Hanson was urgently pale-faced, deeply hurt, she pleaded hoarsely, "My Grandpa and Old Lord have had a friendship for decades. I don’t want a mistake of mine to affect their relationship. My invitation truly was stolen, but I can apologize to Ms. Clark."
Baron Lawrence’s long legs paused.
Wendy Hanson thought she had a chance, overwheld by joy, she quickly expressed, "I know the invitation mishap caused Ms. Clark great trouble. I’m willing to explain everything to her and apologize, beg her to forgive . Brother Baron, can you reconsider the partnership? Our families have always been partners, and it took a long ti to finalize this project. The Lawrence Family suddenly pulling out will hurt our relationship.
I will bear the consequences of my mistakes. But for the partnership, Brother Baron, you must reconsider."
The tall man turned sideways, the corners of his rose-colored lips lifted with a hint of sarcasm, he glanced coldly at the clueless woman before him and spoke chillingly, "You apologize?"
"Yes, I’m willing to apologize to Ms. Clark!" Wendy Hanson clenched her fists, eyes revealing a flash of humiliation.
Baron Lawrence saw the trace of humiliation in her eyes, growing more disgusted with her gaze. "No need. Enna Clark doesn’t need your apology, nor do you need to apologize."
"Then Brother Baron..."
"If apologies worked, what would we need police for?" Baron Lawrence dumped cold water on her renewed hope, "Any decision I make is never changed."
Unless the person asking him to change is Enna Clark.
But there’s only one Enna Clark in the world; what’s she worth?
"Since you dared to act, I’ll assu you’re ready to bear the consequences. You knew both families were long-ti friends yet stirred trouble behind their backs, shows you don’t value their friendship. Rest assured, I won’t just tell Mr. Hanson but also explain everything to the Old Man. The Lawrence Family’s halt in cooperation with EZ is already decided, no use being restless, bothering won’t help!"
"How could it be..." Wendy Hanson murmured, her heart sinking.
Baron Lawrence grew more disgusted the more he looked at her, coldly sweeping over her, "And also, next ti, address her as Mrs. Lawrence!"
Enna Clark and he are married now, rightfully Mrs. Lawrence.
From the start until now, this woman kept calling Ms. Clark, it’s irritating!
The final sentence fell on Wendy Hanson’s ears equivalent to a death blow.
Her face turned ghostly white, embarrassnt written all over, as if slapped in the face, she staggered.
Baron Lawrence didn’t care about her condition, he’d wasted enough ti on her for the sake of the families’ long-term relationship, speaking to her this much. She understood, fine; didn’t understand, never mind.
Regardless, he’d personally clarify matters to the Old Man, his decision wouldn’t change whether supported or not.
This ti, he would set an example.
Show those hidden behind this woman he’s no longer rciful!
Anyone scheming against Enna Clark will pay the price.
If you dare co, think carefully if you can afford it.
Wendy Hanson is no exception, he doesn’t care if her invitation was stolen or voluntarily handed to Jacob Clark, if it’s against Enna Clark, she’ll pay the price.
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