He came from a military district background, and he knows the legal procedures better than anyone!
Back then, he convinced everyone in the military district by being able to memorize an entire thick book of law.
Now this little policewoman is saying she wants to chat with Enna Clark in front of him, so he'll show her what a chat really means!
The policewoman stiffened, awkwardly saying, "That... we're still processing."
"So, you mean you don't have the detention procedures for this woman, right?" Baron Lawrence withdrew his hand, his cold profile as perfect as Archimedes' most flawless sculpture, handsome and chiseled.
The policewoman seemed to be hit where it hurts, stammering awkwardly, "We will process it very soon."
"You won't get it done!" The tall, noble man interrupted her, forceful and protective, "Because I won't let you get it done!"
"..."
If someone else had said this, it would surely sound like a joke. But when it came out of his mouth, no one thought it funny.
