Enna Clark pursed her lips and stopped looking at the camera suspended in the air, trying to focus her gaze on the host, pretending she was chatting with friends.
"...I didn't really think about anything at that time."
She had been drugged and her mind was blank, so she couldn't think about anything.
The female host didn't give up, "And then? How did Mrs. Lawrence start to like President Lawrence afterward? Could you share a bit?"
"Well..." Enna still didn't like sharing her privacy with strangers in front of the camera, but since she was already there, she wasn't that affected by it, "There's nothing much to share, just gradually falling for him. I think for any girl, liking Baron Lawrence is a very easy thing to do."
Not to mention during that time, with all the diamond rings, planes, travel sugar-coated bombs Baron Lawrence had, it's hard to refuse when it comes to the person himself.
