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As she spoke, she turned to leave.

“Stop right there!” The woman panicked and reached out to push Enna Clark from behind.

Just at that critical moment, suddenly, a figure quickly blocked her way. The person let out a cry and fell to the ground, accidentally hitting their forehead on a nearby beach lounge chair. The skin was broken, and blood seeped out…

Enna, surprised, turned back to see Miranda Lewis’ bruised forehead bleeding. The woman who had just been arguing with her still had her hand outstretched in a pushing motion, her facial expression seemingly more shocked than Enna’s.

The manager, startled, pulled the woman back, “Vivi, what are you doing?”

“I…I…” She hadn’t used too much force, it was just a push. But who knew that another woman would rush out halfway? She didn’t even know what was happening when the person had already fallen, with her forehead bleeding.

It seemed Miranda had noticed her, with a pale face, not knowing if it was from pain or fear. Before Enna could even ask, Miranda already bravely said, “Enna, I’m fine, don’t worry about me.”

Although Enna suspected it was deliberate, seeing the genuine bleeding wound on Miranda’s forehead, she still went over to help her.

Before she could even touch Miranda, her wrist was swiftly seized, and she was yanked up. An angry roar followed, “Enna, can you not stay out of trouble for even a minute? Where did you get hit? Your stomach?”

Her saying that she was fine was useless. She was thoroughly inspected by the furious man.

After making sure there were no injuries on her body, he coldly looked at the woman who had been showing off before, “What happened?”

He naturally had a superior aura that, even with a casual question, could make people feel like they were being interrogated.

The woman shrunk back and pointed at Enna, saying, “She splashed mud on my skirt and refused to compensate.”

She pointed at Miranda on the ground, frowning, unsure, “As for her, she came rushing out on her own. I didn’t intentionally push her.”

Who did she intend to push then?! Enna?! A fierce glint flashed in Baron Lawrence’s eyes, gripping Enna’s wrist tightly, his handsome face revealing an imminent storm, “Oh? How do you want to be compensated?”

People in the entertainment industry had sharp eyes. The female artist’s manager had already figured out that Baron Lawrence was no ordinary person and hurriedly pulled the female artist’s arm to remind her, “Vivi, let it go.”

More and more onlookers gathered, and the brand director was also heading in their direction…

The female artist couldn’t back down and stubbornly said, “She dirtied my skirt, so she should compensate me with a new one!”

“Fine!”

Unexpectedly, Baron Lawrence agreed quite readily.

Enna couldn’t help but tug his arm to explain, “Baron, I was only helping Bobby clean the shells when I accidentally splashed a little mud onto her skirt. That bit of mud can be easily washed off; there’s no need to compensate her with an entire new skirt.”

It was basically that female artist who was taking advantage of the situation and making a fuss for nothing.

Baron Lawrence glanced at her indifferently and, holding her hand, shielded her behind him. He then asked the stunned female artist, “How much?”

“Vivi! Just drop it!” The manager tried to control the situation, not wanting it to escalate beyond repair.

However, the female artist showed no sense of crisis as she named a sum, rounding off the original price of the skirt. She even righteously stated, “The remaining amount is for my Mental Damages.”