Chapter 700: Chapter 700: Has there been any news from Enna after all this ti?
Adam Sinclair wasn’t good at shooting, nor did he have a great interest in playing with guns. He watched as Baron Lawrence put down his handgun and picked up a sniper-style rifle to toy with. Bored, Adam poured himself a glass of red wine, leaned against the bar, and asked, “By the way, Baron, you’ve been out for three months. Any news?”
He didn’t specify what news or who might have the news. He simply asked, “Any news?”
Baron Lawrence, who was toying with a sniper-style hunting rifle, paused, then suddenly rested the rifle on the bar, aid at the target, and fired another shot!
It was incredibly accurate!
A man with a gun exudes the strongest masculine hormones – it’s considered the most potent show of masculinity.
He was extraordinarily handso, with a noble and indescribable elegance.
His dazzling appearance sent a blush to the face of a woman walking towards the bar.
Baron Lawrence packed up his gun and flippantly tossed it to one side, unapologetically comnting, “Rubbish!”
“Don’t change the subject, I’m asking you, any news?”
A cold and stern expression crossed the man’s eyes. He seed quite exasperated by this question, and with tight lips replied, “None.”
Edward Jackson was more crafty than he had imagined!
Over the past year, he had made several attempts to find her, all in vain!
He had previously gone on a mission to Country T based on a tip that Enna Clark might be there. But even with a vast dragnet spread out, he wasn’t able to locate the woman!
A hint of irritation flashed across Baron Lawrence’s face!
It had now been one year, four months, and thirteen days. Just over a month more till the agreed upon ti.
This past year, his temper had been worn down repeatedly; from initial rage to calm, then back to rage, and calm again…he was almost at his breaking point.
That woman better pray he doesn’t find her within this month, otherwise…in addition to his initial intent of breaking her damn leg, he’ll show her why roses are red!
“Still no news?” Adam Sinclair was stumped, “You’ve been searching for so long, isn’t there any clue at all?”
“Are you implying that I am incompetent?” A cold, belittling gaze fell upon him.
A chill ran down Adam Sinclair’s spine, and he quickly clarified, “I didn’t an that, I was just lanting! Just a pure lantation!”
“Actually, I have an idea that could help you find Enna.”
He has a solution?
Baron Lawrence didn’t believe him, but couldn’t help but feel a glimr of hope, “Speak!”
“Why don’t you choose a female star from my roster, stir up a scandal, make it a talk of the town. Enna would surely see that. Do you think she’d be able to stay away then? She’d definitely co looking for you. Sounds like a good idea, doesn’t it?”
“Get lost!” Baron Lawrence hurled a gun towards him, his eyes seething with murderous intent.
He must have been out of his mind, to have hoped for a good idea from Adam Sinclair!
“I think this idea is really good. Don’t you agree?” Adam Sinclair dodged the gun, and didn’t forget to add points for himself, “I really believe this idea could work.”
Baron Lawrence, holding back his rage, snarled, “If you don’t want to rip your tongue out, shut up imdiately!”
“…” Adam Sinclair stopped talking.
At that mont, a pleasant and proper voice naturally chid in, “I didn’t expect to see Young Master Lawrence here, I’m so lucky.”
Adam Sinclair and Rupert Harris imdiately turned towards the woman who had rudely interrupted their conversation, their faces clearly marked with displeasure.
Didn’t the woman see they were talking? Who gave her the right to interrupt?
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