"I'll be right out."
Baron Lawrence was displeased with how quickly she let go of his hand, but Enna Clark's focus wasn't on him at all at this moment, so his slight displeasure went unnoticed by her.
"Perfect timing, I need to get some water for Mr. Harris and the others. Baby, wait for me a moment, we'll go out together." Enna said as she hurried to the kitchen.
A few seconds later, she came back with two bottles of water in her hands.
"Let's go."
In the brief time she was away, the father and son, both with similar auras, had locked eyes with each other. As soon as Enna came up to them, Bobby raised an eyebrow, gave Baron a triumphant look, and then looked away, leaving with Enna.
Baron watched their backs, frowning deeply.
Compared to having a son, if we don't consider genetic factors, having a daughter in Enna's belly might be better!
A son...
