Scott Harris watched the two of them and quietly went out with the servant.
It's better to let them have some time alone since Ms. Clark has been looking for Lord all night.
In the blink of an eye, the villa was left with only the two of them.
Enna Clark, physically and mentally exhausted, rubbed her aching temples. No sleep plus her period had nearly done her in.
But it's good Baron Lawrence is back; it's much better than not being able to find him at all.
After a whole night, Enna didn't want to waste any more time with him.
There wasn't much to the matter anyway; she didn't want it to escalate into a quarrel or a cold war.
"Baron Lawrence."
The man playing on his phone on the sofa kept his eyes glued to it, as if he didn't hear her speaking or notice her presence.
Yet the line of his thin lips tightened severely.
Enna Clark noticed his subtle change in expression, feeling a mix of frustration and amusement.
He obviously heard, yet pretends he didn't!
