Enna Clark's eyes whipped up a storm of disbelief.
She stared at the tall and graceful man, unable to believe what she was seeing.
How is that possible?!
Baron Lawrence kept his gaze on her, his thin lips briefly meeting before he continued coldly, "I can only use my methods to make you clearly remember that I'm not just talking!"
Shock still filled Enna Clark's beautiful eyes, completely overtaking any other reaction, as if she had been petrified.
Baron Lawrence gave her a ruthless glance and issued the command, "Do it!"
The two bodyguards holding Enna hesitated, then steeled themselves and said, "First Young Lady, sorry..."
With that, they grabbed Enna's left hand, ready to act.
At that moment, Enna's driver, stumbling out of the car, saw what was happening and rushed to intervene, "What are you doing!"
