The Lincoln car outside had been waiting for a long time, and as soon as they arrived, the driver immediately opened the door for them.
"Lord, Ms. Clark."
Upon seeing this arrangement, Enna Clark knew he must have arranged for the driver to wait there in advance, which made her even more curious about where he was going to take her.
The Lincoln was famous among luxury cars for its spacious and comfortable interior, and the ride was smooth throughout.
Soon, it stopped at a quieter intersection in the downtown area.
The driver parked across the street, quickly got out of the car, and opened the door with respect, saying, "Lord, we've arrived."
"Enna Clark, get out of the car." Baron Lawrence got out first.
Enna followed him, stepping out of the car as well.
Around this intersection, there didn't seem to be anything special, neither a club entrance nor hotels, and she couldn't figure out why Baron Lawrence had the car stop here.
