"..."
He was in a bad mood, wasn't it written all over his face?
Anyone with eyes could see he was upset, and her eyes were fine, so she saw it clearly.
But why did he suddenly stop to emphasize that he was in a bad mood?
After pondering for a moment, Enna tentatively suggested, "Why don't we go out for a walk before heading back?"
The man, who had been looking displeased, seemed satisfied with her suggestion in a flash, "Where to?"
"To..." Caught off-guard by his sudden question, Enna couldn't immediately think of where to go. Then, a lightbulb went off in her head, and she said, "Wait for me a second."
Saying that, she broke free from Baron Lawrence's hand and ran off to the side, as if making a phone call, mumbling something in a hushed tone. Five minutes later, she ran back, with a smile on her face, she took the initiative to grab his hand, "Baron Lawrence, let's go to the company."
"..." To the company?
