"That person committed suicide? How could..." Enna Clark was shocked and mumbled to herself as she furrowed her brows.
"I don't know the specifics either. The Old Master doesn't allow anyone to talk about this matter, and the people who knew about it have already left the old house. Now, basically, no one knows what happened back then." Baron Lawrence touched her fair cheek, his eagle eyes softened, and he rubbed his temples, saying, "Since he gave this to you, just keep it safe and don't think too much about it. The Old Man is stubborn. Even if you return it to him, he won't take it."
Enna Clark held the envelope that felt like it weighed a ton. After hesitating, she decided to listen to him and put it away. "I'll save this for Bobby and Gigi."
She still didn't want to take anything from the Lawrence Corporation. It wasn't because she was being pretentious, she just felt uneasy. After all, she still had shares from the Habsden Family.
