Once she finished speaking, it felt like the entire atmosphere turned silent.
In the midst of intense quiet, she lifted her head and looked at the man's face.
Baron Lawrence's expression was extremely unpleasant, as if there were lightning flashing in his dark eyes, and his grip on her hand was so strong that it was almost uncontrollable.
Enna Clark grit her teeth, enduring without making a sound, and looked at him quietly.
Although she didn't speak, her demeanor was clearly one of insisting on her viewpoint.
Watching this made Baron Lawrence want to strangle her!
Just strangle her!
Strangle her, and then he'd shoot himself, releasing everyone from this misery!
His gaze fell on Enna Clark's fair and slender neck, so delicate that with just a little force, he could break it.
But he couldn't bear to, not even for a moment.
Baron Lawrence felt an overwhelming oppression and pain in his chest, suddenly releasing his grip on Enna Clark, and fixed his gaze firmly on her face.
