Baron Lawrence was about to crush her hand bones, his eyes fiercely focused on her as if he wanted to consume her!
Enna Clark let him glare at her openly; her greatest skill was maintaining her composure.
No matter how threatening the man's gaze was, she kept a 'I've already decided' expression on her face, calm for him to see.
Only Enna Clark knew what she was thinking inside.
After Baron Lawrence glared at her for a whole minute, Enna Clark finally spoke first, "So, are you going to the hospital, or shall I go to Little Uncle's place?"
Baron Lawrence's heart felt like it was being gripped again, making breathing difficult, tightly controlled.
Damn it, this woman actually threatened him!
He hated being threatened by others; if it were anyone else, he would have made them understand why flowers were so red by now! But unfortunately, this person was Enna Clark...
