Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart - Chapter 592

Chapter 592: Chapter 592: A Small Warning

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At almost the same time, the laptop in Baron Lawrence’s study began to ring with an incoming video call.

He suddenly furrowed his brows and pressed the accept button.

The high-definition projection immediately cast Old Master’s imposing features on the wall, giving off a strong oppressive aura even through the screen.

“What’s the matter?” Baron Lawrence seemed not to notice the powerful pressure emanating from him, his face expressionless and icy.

“How have you been getting along with Emilia lately?” Old Master Lawrence didn’t care about his attitude and asked directly.

Baron Lawrence narrowed his eyes, suppressing the impatience in his gaze, “Fine.”

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“When do you plan to get engaged?”

“Engaged?” Baron Lawrence suddenly tensed his jaw, narrowing his eyes at the screen, “I remember only promising you that I would consider Emilia Goldsmith. I never agreed to get engaged.”

At that time, Enna Clark was kidnapped, and he wanted to find her as soon as possible, so he sought Old Master’s help.

At the same time, he promised Old Master that he would give Emilia a chance.

But that condition only included putting on an act with Emilia, not getting engaged!

“There wasn’t, but there can be now,” Old Master Lawrence retorted indifferently and authoritatively, “Emilia has a sister named Emily, who is more suitable for you. You should get engaged.”

“I’m not interested!”

He had no interest in any Emilia, Emily, or whatever!

He was only interested in Enna Clark!

“I’m not discussing this with you.”

Baron Lawrence’s dark eyes were deep and unfathomable, his thin lips touching lightly, not yielding an inch, “And I don’t need to discuss it with you! I think you already know very well that I have a woman I like, and I won’t marry someone else. Besides, I’m already married.”

“That was just a children’s game!” Old Master Lawrence didn’t take his words seriously and said directly, “I’ve already sent Emily to Yluria Country, and she should arrive tomorrow. You go pick her up.”

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Without waiting for Baron Lawrence to refuse, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, “Baron, as my grandson, I’ve been indulging you for a long time. Playtime should be over, and if you go too far, I’ll have to step in. I won’t hurt you, but it doesn’t mean I won’t hurt others.”

Was he referring to – Enna Clark?!

Baron Lawrence’s face suddenly turned ugly!

“Consider this a small warning, Baron. You’re my proudest grandson, don’t disappoint me. That’s all. Think about it yourself.”

The likeness on the wall flickered then returned to its original appearance.

As the video was disconnected, the mobile phone on the other end began to vibrate. He glanced at the Caller ID and picked up the call, “Speak.”

“Olivia Lewis has been taken away. I checked the identity of the people who caught her and found they’re from your family. Baron, what’s going on?”

It was Adam Sinclair’s voice.

Before Baron Lawrence could speak, his mobile phone vibrated again, and a text message came in. He moved the phone away and opened the message: Lord, the Old Master has sent someone to take Miss Clark’s grandfather away from the nursing home.

His eyes suddenly narrowed, his chest heaving violently, and the pent-up rage seemed to make his blood flow backward!

“Baron, are you listening to me? Olivia…”

Baron Lawrence suddenly stood up, gripping his phone tightly, and smashed it into the wall!

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One of the world’s rarest custom-made phones, of which there were no more than three, shattered into pieces. The broken screen rolled on the floor a few times and stopped next to the trash can!

He suddenly clenched his fists, slamming one onto the desk, “Shi-t!”

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