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Chapter 494: 494: Speak Less to Her in the Future

As a secretary, Enna Clark had to serve tea and water for Baron Lawrence.

Seeing that Baron’s coffee cup was empty, she quietly took the cup to the pantry to make coffee.

Once the coffee was ready, she was about to bring it to the meeting room.

That’s when she ran into Emilia Goldsmith, who was surrounded by people in the hallway.

Emilia told the others to go ahead and greeted Enna first, “Ms. Clark, nice to see you again.”

“Hello,” Enna stopped in her tracks and politely returned the greeting.

“Hello,” Emilia, born into a top-tier financial family, was not as aloof as Jasmine Clark. Cultured and well-educated, she smiled warmly at Enna before curiously eyeing her. Her lips touched briefly, “To be honest, I’m very curious about you.”

“Hmm?” Curious about her?

“Before the meeting, I might not have been that curious about you, but now I am. You’re not even that pretty, how did you make Baron Lawrence so devoted to you?” Emilia was blunt, but in a way that didn’t make her unlikable. You could tell her curiosity was genuine, without any ulterior motives, just pure curiosity.

However, this question was too straightforward.

Enna was taken aback by the question, “Huh?”

Only after realizing that she was being too direct, Emilia explained, “I’m sorry for the misunderstanding. The thing is, my family is very wealthy, and I’ve been surrounded by all kinds of people since I was a child. There are also many women around my brothers – pure, charming, handsome, and generous women… Maybe not every type, but a wide variety. And while my brothers have had women they truly liked, I’ve never seen them treat any woman like Baron does with you. So I’m very curious about what you have that makes him so devoted.”

What charm? Even she didn’t know what made Baron Lawrence so devoted to her. If she had to name a charm, Enna joked with a smile, “Maybe it’s because he’s sick.” Obsessive-compulsive disorder is a kind of neurosis, and she just happened to catch the eye of a neurotic person.

“Young Master Lawrence is sick? What kind of reason is that?” Emilia didn’t quite understand.

Just as Emilia was about to probe further, a cold male voice cut in, “Enna Clark, what are you talking to her about? Come here.”

Was she stupid, getting close to just anyone?

Baron Lawrence, with a grim expression, strode towards her and Emilia and grabbed Enna’s arm, pulling her away.

He completely ignored Emilia throughout the process, his demeanor so bad it seemed like he was catching a thief. It made Enna feel very awkward.

“Baron Lawrence, slow down, we’re still chatting.”

“What do you have to chat with her about? Keep your distance from her in the future!” His voice was not small, and Enna was sure that his volume was loud enough for Emilia to hear.

She looked embarrassed at the man, who seemed to have no idea, as he dragged her into the office.

Once inside the office, Baron Lawrence finally let go of her wrist. He was still grim-faced, apparently unhappy about her talking to Emilia.

Some coffee had spilled on Enna Clark’s hand. She first placed the cup on the coffee table and took out two tissues to wipe it off. Then she disagreed, “Baron Lawrence, it wasn’t good for you to drag me away like that just now.”