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Enna Clark clenched her lower lip tightly, her mind filled with the thought, âBaron Lawrence knows about Bobby now, and he has taken the child away.â Just thinking about her darling being forcibly taken away from her like this made her feel like the blood in her body was flowing backward. Her face turned extremely pale as she stopped Tiffany from making the call, âSister Tiffany, donât call the police yet.â
Tiffany was already panicking and couldnât understand her request, âWhy not call the police? Hasnât our baby been taken away by a stranger for a whole night? If we donât call the police now, it will be too late!â
Enna didnât know how to explain to her, so she simply said, âOur baby might not have been taken away by a stranger.â
âIf not a stranger, could it really be his dad?â Tiffany asked reflexively.
It could really be his dad!
But itâs because itâs his biological dad that it makes her uneasy!
The situation was too complicated, and Enna couldnât explain it clearly to her. She held Tiffanyâs hand, stopping her from making the call while grabbing her own bag, all while hurriedly saying, âSister Tiffany, please donât call the police now. Iâll explain the whole situation to you later. When the fathead fish arrives later, please help me ask for leave. Just say I have an urgent matter, and I might not be able to work today.â
âAlright.â
âThatâs it; Iâm leaving now.â
Tiffany was still worried, grabbed Ennaâs wrist, and reminded her, âNo matter what the situation, once you find Bobby, let me know. Iâm really worried.â âAlright!â Enna nodded solemnly.
She was not quite sure if it was Baron Lawrence that had taken Bobby away.
But she was 90% sure it was him!
Regardless, everything had to wait until she found her child!
With Bobbyâs whereabouts unknown, Enna had no mood to waste any time. After she promised Tiffany, she ran out of the company and flagged down a taxi, rushing home.
All the way there, she was urging the driver to go faster. Finally, they arrived at her home.
Without stopping for breath, she handed the money to the taxi driver, âNo need for change, master. Thank you.â
With that, she started running upstairs.
The neighborhoodâs corridor was empty of bodyguards. Ennaâs heart sank, and she took out her keys to unlock the door. As expected, the house was empty with no sign of any man.
It seemed as though all her strength had been suddenly drained. Her legs went weak, and she nearly collapsed on the floor.
Fortunately, she quickly steadied herself against the nearby sofa, which stopped her from falling too disgracefully.
Ennaâs eyes flickered frantically.
Her heart felt even more chaotic.
What should she do?
What should she do now?
Suddenly.
A thought flashed through her mind.
Thatâs right!
The phone! How could she have forgotten about the phone!
Enna quickly placed her bag on the sofa and took out her phone. As she scrolled through the contacts, she realized that she had already deleted Baron Lawrenceâs number last time.
Searching further, she finally found Scott Harrisâ number at the end of her list.
Enna called the number, her heart practically in her throat!
âDing dingâ¦â After a crisp electronic tone, the call went through. Scott Harris quickly picked up and sounded somewhat surprised, as if wondering why she would call on her own, âHello, Ms. Clark?â
Enna felt as if she had grabbed onto a life-saving straw and immediately said, âMr. Harris, where is Baron Lawrence? I want to meet him!â
As for the Lordâ¦â Scott hesitated for a moment, âLord Lawrence currently has an important matter and might not be able to meet with you. Ms. Clark, do you have any business with him? If you tell me, I can help relay your message to
Lord Lawrence..â