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âMs. Clark, hereâs your key card.â Scott Harris explained about Pacifica Island and their hotel while they walked. He handed her a Purple Gold Card, âOur hotel uses a fully enclosed system, you need the card for entering the hotel and using the elevator. It would be very troublesome if you lose it. Please keep it well.â
âAlright.â Enna Clark took the key card and put it in her bag. She asked him,
âHow long will Baron Lawrence be able to finish his meeting?â
âWell⦠Iâm not sure. Do you have something to do, Miss Clark?â Scott Harris answered casually, âIf you do, I can tell the Baron and see how he arranges it.â
Enna Clark quickly waved her hand, âNo, Iâm fine. I just wanted to ask how long his meeting will last. If itâs going to take a while, Iâd like to go out.â
If Baron Lawrenceâs meeting goes on till seven or eight in the evening, she isnât a pig, she definitely canât sleep that long.
She wants to go out for a walk, she just doesnât know if thatâs allowed.
âThe Baron has already instructed that Miss Clark can go out anytime.â Scott Harris thought she wanted to say something else, and answered lightly, âBut for security reasons, I need to accompany you.â
What he meant by âsecurity reasonsâ was clearly just to keep an eye on her and prevent her from escaping. Enna Clark understood that, but she wasnât as upset as before. Perhaps because she could go out and play this time.
Her eyes curved as she agreed, âOkay.â
âOnce Miss Clark wakes up, just ring the bell by your bed, and Iâll come to pick you up at the hotel immediately,â Scott Harris said politely.
âThank you.â Enna Clark genuinely thanked him.
No matter how, even if the freedom is conditional, itâs still a moment of freedom, isnât it?
Scottâs handsome face remained calm as he spoke, âMiss Clark, youâre too polite. These are all instructions from the Baron. Iâm just doing what I should be doing.â
Baron Lawrenceâ¦
Enna Clark bit her lip and didnât say a word.
Baron Lawrence can afford to book the entire hotel.
The place he stays is unquestionably the best!
Without a doubt, even though Enna Clark was mentally prepared, she was still speechless when she saw the luxurious and beautiful Presidential Suite.
On the walls hung oil paintings by a Medieval Master; the glittering chandelier illuminated the living room like the Palace of Versailles. The large floor-to-ceiling windows, once the curtains were pulled open, offered a view of the vast blue sea outside.
âItâs so beautiful!â Enna Clark excitedly stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing at the sea in the distance.
Scott saw her acting like a little girl, excitedly waving her hands and feet at the sight of the sea, and he gave a gentle smile. âMiss Clark, Iâve prepared some new clothes for you in the cloakroom. You can try them on to see if they fit. If not, I can get you new ones immediately.â
âAlright, thank you.â Enna Clark turned and thanked him, her eyes quickly moving back to the view outside.
The sea view was just too beautiful, so beautiful that she couldnât look awayâ¦
âYou have a rest now, Iâll go out.â Scott tactfully retreated to the door, speaking respectfully.
Leaving, he also closed the door behind him.
Within moments, Enna Clark was the only one left in the spacious Presidential Suite.
With no one else around, she felt particularly relaxed, lying on the sofa and staring uninterrupted at the sea view outside.
âRight.â
She took out her phone, snapped a couple of pictures, and sent them to her little brother, Bob, who was overseas.
Then, she shot a short video and sent it to Olivia Lewisâs phone.
Olivia replied quickly, [Where have you gone? How come thereâs a sea?]
[Country W.]
[Country W? How did you go there?]
[Itâs a bit complicated. Iâll tell you when I get back.]
[Alright.]
Olivia went quiet for a few seconds, then sent another message.
[Enna, William Sullivan is back in the country.] n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Enna Clarkâs hand that held the cell phone paused. She stared at the screen, zoning out slightly.
William Sullivanâ¦. Heâs back?