Lyle Westbrook walked away, distraught.
Just as Enna Clark stepped into the villa and switched her shoes, she looked up and bumped into a tall, handsome man.
"Baron Lawrence?"
Even though he was trying hard to appear calm, Enna still saw the restlessness hidden beneath his exterior. Especially his hands at his sides were clenched tightly.
After a moment of surprise, she quickly composed herself. As she brushed past the man beside her, she asked, "Where's Gigi? Did she go to her room to sleep?"
Baron really wanted to strangle her!
Damn it, this woman had clearly noticed he wasn't happy, yet she pretended not to see it and never mentioned what she talked about with Lyle Westbrook outside.
It felt like a cat's claw was scratching at his heart, making him unbearably uncomfortable. He wished he could grab the nonchalant little woman immediately, press her against the wall, and ask her what exactly she said to Lyle Westbrook, and why he left so quickly.
