Chapter 918: Chapter 918: Baron Lawrence Finally Returned the Call
Upon leaving the villa,
Enna Clark remembered she had driven there, and having Lyle Westbrook offer her a ride would be rather awkward.
Because if they were to take her car to drop her off, it would be troublesome for him to return later. But if they didnât take her car, her car wouldnât make it back either.
As Enna realized this awkwardness, she was just about to take the initiative to tell him there was no need to send her off.
Unexpectedly, the aloof man directly ordered the housekeeper standing beside him, âTake the car back to the hospital later.â
âYes, Young Master Lyle,â the housekeeper bowed respectfully.
Lyle Westbrook pulled open the door of a new Rolls-Royce Phantom, naturally telling Enna Clark, âGet in.â
Enna took a deep breath, didnât fuss, got into the car, and buckled her seat belt.
Lyle followed suit, hands on the steering wheel, maneuvering the car around.
The luxury vehicle swiftly exited the villaâs private parking area.
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In the car.
The atmosphere was indescribably awkward and uncomfortable.
Lyle Westbrook didnât speak, and Enna Clark didnât feel it appropriate to initiate conversation either. The silence in the car was so profound it felt like the very air had solidified.
In such an atmosphere, every minute and every second seemed to stretch indefinitely, making time seem exceptionally long.
Enna Clark started to regret not insisting on refusing his offer of a ride.
This feeling was too awkward.
Just then,
her phone inside her bag suddenly began to vibrate.
Enna frantically fumbled for her phone, and upon seeing the Caller ID jumping on the screen, a headache immediately struck herâBaron Lawrence of all times didnât return her calls earlier, yet chose to call during such an awkward moment.
The word âManiacâ arrogantly bounced on the screen, and with each bounce, Enna could feel the spark in the eyes of the man on the other end of the phone.
If she didnât answer now, she could imagine his irritable demeanor.
She put the phone to her ear and answered the call.
âEnna Clark, where did you run off to? Why are you answering only now?â The moment the call connected, she was met with a roar that nearly burst her eardrum.
Uncertain whether Lyle Westbrook had heard the voice on the other end, she moved the phone slightly away, âI went to see Gigi, I was going to tell you, but I couldnât get through to your cell. I called Mr. Harris, but I couldnât get through to Mr. Harrisâs phone either, so I had to go on my own.â
âScott Harris is with me.â The signal was bad where we were.
HoweverâŠ
âWhy did you go looking for Gigi alone? Where are you? Iâll come pick you up!â Had she no sense of safety? A woman running around alone so late at night!
Enna felt a tingling sensation in her scalp and her temples throbbed, trying to remain calm, âNo need, Iâll be back soon.â
âAre you with someone else?â
Enna had never seen him so perceptive, but such acuteness at this moment was far from amusing. She always had the feeling she was sneaking around behind Baron Lawrenceâs back as if sheâd been having an affair, even though she hadnât done anything; yet now she was feeling the tension of getting caught in the act, âYes.â
âWith whom?â
In between concealing and being frank, Enna hesitated for a second, and after that second, she still chose to be honest, âSomeone you know, Mr. Howell. Mr. Howell coincidentally saved Gigi and is now driving me back.â
Lying could indeed bring temporary peace, especially with Baron Lawrenceâs temperâit was certainly better not to tell him than to inform him.
But Enna Clark didnât want to lie.
Honesty was the most important thing in any relationship.
Moreover, she hadnât done anything wrong. If she lied and was found out, her innocence could be misconstrued as guilt simply because the lie came first, and it would be no wonder if trust was lost afterwards.
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