He was too close, their distance was only 0.01 millimeters apart, his scorching breath spilled over her face. Enna Clark subconsciously leaned back a little, looked left and right, and opened her mouth, "Explain...what?"
Baron Lawrence suddenly squinted his eyes, deep and obscure like he was about to swallow her whole!
"What do you think?"
Enna Clark was forced to tilt her neck back, stammering, "No, no idea."
"Shi-t!"
The irritable person kicked the balcony railing, vibrating it, causing Enna to follow in shock. Before she had time to prepare, a storm of questioning rushed at her one after another, "You don't know? You don't know after finding Skye Lawrence, you went to message Skye Lawrence that you found her? You don't know the Old Man already knows you gave Skye Lawrence a chance?"
"From start to finish, only I didn't know!"
He was still worried about her.
Afraid she'd see the nonsense online spat out by people, giving her psychological pressure.
