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“Go in!”
“Oh.”
Enna didn’t resist and went in.
Upon entering, she found that the place was more like a private kitchen, complete with high-end appliances and utensils, probably used by the chef exclusively for preparing his als.
The man with a cold expression pulled her in, pushed her to the sink, stared straight into her eyes with a stern face, and said harshly, “You wanted to eat sothing, right? Fine, I want tomato and egg noodles.”
Is he really going to eat?
Not entirely sure, Enna confird, “As long as I make tomato and egg noodles, you’ll eat them?”
“Yes, as long as you make tomato and egg noodles, I’ll eat them!” He gritted his teeth angrily!
“Alright, I’ll make them for you.” Enna didn’t argue and was quite amiable.
She first washed her hands, then found the refrigerator and took out tomatoes and eggs. After rummaging through a few cabinets, she found so noodles.
She quickly beat the eggs and washed the tomatoes, all the while saying to the man beside her, “I’ll finish up quickly, so you should head back to your office. I’ll bring the noodles to you when they’re ready.”
Baron Lawrence’s face darkened, and he roughly replied, “It’s none of your business whether I’m here or not. Just hurry up and cook!”
“…” She was only trying to help him, did he have to be so domineering?
Enna, feeling frustrated, sped up her movents, becoming even more efficient. In no ti, she sliced the tomatoes and lit the stove.
Fry the eggs, add water, tomatoes, and noodles…
Soon, a steaming bowl of tomato egg noodles was ready.
She found a tray and placed the tableware on it…
Taking a deep breath, Enna smiled and presented the tray to him. “The tomato and egg noodles are ready. Would you like to try them?”
It’s hard to say no to soone offering a warm smile. Baron Lawrence couldn’t reject her gesture and picked up his chopsticks with a slight frown, tasting the noodles.
Enna anxiously watched him eat. Seeing his furrowed brow gradually relax, she cautiously asked, “Baron Lawrence, have you misunderstood sothing?”
She went over her words in her mind to ensure they wouldn’t anger him before continuing, “Because you didn’t fire Wyndham Howell before, I wonder if you might have misunderstood sothing.”
The delicious taste of the tomato and egg noodles suddenly vanished from his mouth. Putting down his chopsticks with a snap, Baron Lawrence gave her a furious look and roared, “There’s no misunderstanding. I’m just that domineering!”
In her eyes, he was the one who had bullied her innocent Dr. Howell, Mr. Howell.
To her, he was a person who only knew coercion and had no reason.
Moreover, he had no explanation for this matter. It was he who got Wyndham Howell fired. He disliked Wyndham Howell and disliked even more the question he asked behind his back at the hospital!
“I’m done eating. You can leave now!” The sudden tastelessness in his mouth caused the rage in his heart to surge. Frowning, Baron Lawrence got up, ready to leave.
Enna was exasperated by his uncooperative attitude. Rembering her earlier promise to Scott Harris, she suppressed her discomfort, grabbed his wrist and said earnestly, “Baron Lawrence, we need to talk.”
Her soft, small hand on his wrist caused him to pause for a mont before shaking off her hand, “If you want to talk about Wyndham Howell, forget it.”
He didn’t want to talk, nor did he want to hear another plea for that man from her lips! If she continued, he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to restrain himself. It would be more than just getting that man fired!
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