Chapter 942: Where Are We Flying to Now?

Chapter 942: Chapter 942: Where Are We Flying to Now?

She was obviously just brushing it off.

Baron Lawrence’s eagle-like eyes narrowed, ready to “educate” her.

Olivia Lewis’s voice, oblivious to the atmosphere, interrupted them, “Hey, Enna, why did you come out? Where’s Gigi? Has she stopped crying? How did you manage to soothe her?”

As she threw out a series of questions, she then noticed that Baron Lawrence was still holding Enna Clark’s hand, with a hint of ambiguity lingering in the air.

Realizing she had intruded at an inopportune moment, she squeezed her eyebrows at Enna Clark and said with a smiling face, “Ah, I remember now, Adam called me over just now, he had something. You guys carry on; I’ll go ask him what he needed.”

Enna Clark’s ears burnt red as she hastily pulled away from the man’s grasp, “Olivia, wait for me, I actually have something to ask Adam too.”

She needed to ask Adam if it would be harmful for Gigi to keep crying like this.

Olivia Lewis could feel an unhappy gaze fall on her back; her whole being felt uneasy, wishing she could cleanse Enna Clark and send her back where she came from. But by then, Enna had already pulled her away.

Only when they were out of the range of that unsettling glare did she feel a sense of relief—she exaggeratedly let out a long breath and poked the forehead of the person beside her with her finger, her eyes round with faux horror, “Enna Clark, you almost killed me just now! I thought I wouldn’t be able to leave Young Master Lawrence’s sight alive!”

Enna Clark couldn’t help but laugh and cry, “Is it really that terrifying?”

Olivia Lewis rolled her eyes at her, saying irritably, “You’re used to it, of course it doesn’t seem scary to you. Every time I see Young Master Lawrence angry, my heart trembles, okay?”

After speaking, she curiously asked Enna Clark, “By the way, how did you manage to calm Gigi? I tried so many ways before, but nothing worked, and you actually did it.”

“It wasn’t me, it was Baron Lawrence.” Enna Clark remembered the chaotically changed version of “Two Tigers” she heard, tempted to laugh yet filled with a warm feeling.

She had never imagined Baron Lawrence to have such a tender side.

The same Gigi whom even she couldn’t soothe, he had actually managed to calm down.

Olivia Lewis reacted just like Adam,—shocked, her jaw nearly dropped, “Young Master Lawrence calmed her down? Are you kidding me?”

“It’s true, he did.”

Olivia Lewis was initially skeptical, but as she looked into Enna Clark’s eyes, she gradually believed and couldn’t help but express her amazement, “…It’s over, Enna, what do I do? I think I want to set Young Master Lawrence as my standard for men.”

With a chuckle, Enna Clark decided to tease her and suddenly said, “Adam, when did you get here?”

Olivia Lewis, already traumatized from being caught several times, reflexively looked back, “Where?”

There was no one behind her; she then realized she’d been fooled and, enraged, turned on Enna Clark, “Enna Clark, damn you!”

Enna Clark had already run off…

…

The cockpit of the plane was in contact with the ground control center, preparing to land in Linton City.

Just then, the cabin door suddenly opened.

An arrogant and handsome man walked in.

The crew and other staff members immediately stopped their work, stood up respectfully, and bowed to him, “Lord.”

“Lord.”

Baron Lawrence walked straight to the pilot and asked in a deep voice, “Where are we now?”

Under his powerful presence, the pilot composed himself and promptly replied, “Lord, in about 40 minutes, we will arrive in Linton City. We are preparing to land now.”

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