Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart - Chapter 582

Chapter 582: Chapter 582: Interested in Bobby as a Model

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Angry from repeatedly being kicked and bitten, Bobby stopped and glared at him with furious eyes, reiterating his earlier statement, “I don’t want you anymore.”

“I want you, and that’s all that matters!” Baron Lawrence retorted nonchalantly.

Red with rage, Bobby yelled, “I said, I don’t want you anymore!”

“I am not deaf.” Baron Lawrence furrowed his brows, reminding him tersely, “If you reject me, you must also reject Enna Clark. If you want any of us, you have to want both of us!”

“Why should I!” Bobby defied.

With a sharp look in his eyes, Baron Lawrence held onto him, retorted, “Because she’s mine!”

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“Enna Clark is mine! We have been together for five years. You’ve only just started dating her. We were together before you two were, so she should be mine!” Bobby argued stubbornly, his face flushed red as a ripe apple.

Baron Lawrence glanced at him, and shot back, “Five years ago, you didn’t exist before me. In the question of who came first, I was first. If you don’t understand this, you can grow older by two more years.”

“You’re the one who doesn’t understand!” Although Bobby genuinely didn’t understand, he felt deeply scorned, his lips trembling with rage. Despite being infuriated, his current desire to compete with the dubious man next door overpowered his wish to take Enna Clark home.

“Director, he is here.”

Suddenly, an excited male voice interjected.

Following that, a middle-aged man with dyed green hair and fashionable clothes walked up to Baron Lawrence. He first looked at Bobby with shining eyes, then he looked clearly at Baron Lawrence’s face, and his eyes shone again as he continued looking at both of them. Excited, he reached out his hand for a handshake, “Hello, I am the publicity agent of vivifirey. Do you know about this brand?”

Baron Lawrence, holding onto Bobby, didn’t spare a glance at the hand extended towards him. He turned and walked back to Enna Clark.

Of course, the man didn’t give up so easily. He chased after them while saying, “Sir, please wait, I am not a fraud. Vivifirey is a top-tier luxury brand, one of the Global Top 500 Enterprises. I am really their brand’s publicity agent. Actually, I want to invite you and your son to shoot an advertisement for vivifirey. It’s the kind of ad we often see in magazine spreads.”

Their brand is about to launch a children’s clothing line, and they had just shot a series of ad photos for a magazine spread on the beach. However, the performance of the female artist they hired was unsatisfactory. She wore a perfectly good dress and still managed to tarnish its elegance. The director was dissatisfied, threw a fit, and declared they would reshoot with a different person. But where could they find a suitable replacement at such short notice?

Suddenly, they spotted a resort employee cajoling an attractive young boy on the beach. Even though the boy was only five years old, one could already foresee his heart-throb appearance when he grew up. Most importantly, he possessed an innate aristocratic air.

The director set his sights on the boy instantly and asked him to find the boy. However, when he finally located the boy, he had mysteriously disappeared. After searching the resort for the better part of the day, he finally found him.

Unexpectedly, not only did he find the boy, but he also discovered his grown-up 2.0 Deluxe Edition!

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How could he ever give up?

The man courageously stepped in front of Baron Lawrence and continued pleading, “Please believe me, this magazine spread ad is personally supervised by our brand director and is not a shabby roadside shoot. If you both perform well, you could even potentially become models.”

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