Enna Clark watched as Adam Sinclair's car stopped in front of Olivia's villa, and he went in through the gate before she turned to go back.
She had just returned when she unexpectedly encountered the person from the study, who had just finished his work, and they bumped into each other.
"Enna Clark, come here."
His complexion didn't look very good, his eyebrows were fiercely furrowed together, as if he was trying to kill a fly with the force.
His eyes hid an unmistakable irritation.
Although Enna Clark didn't know what was wrong, she still went over to him.
Before she even got close, his large hand reached out and pulled her towards him, "Are you a snail? Even snails are faster than you!"
Enna Clark's ears were almost deaf from his shouting, and she hadn't yet spoken out of frustration.
The previously irritable man suddenly lowered his head, bending over to block her burgeoning rebuttal, and went straight for the conquest!
"Mmph."
