Enna Clark had just walked out of the villa gate when Auntie Merry who was waiting outside called out to her. She led Enna to a quiet corner of the villa garden, grabbed her hand worriedly, and asked, "Enna, are you okay? I heard that Young Master Baron just lost his temper. Did he hurt you?"
Enna shook her head, "I'm fine, Auntie Merry."
"That's good, that's good. Young Master Baron... sigh..." She hesitated to continue.
Enna didn't want to know anything about Baron Lawrence right now, so she pursed her lips and didn't ask. Auntie Merry continued anyway, "Don't be mad at Young Master Baron. He didn't mean to hurt you; he just couldn't control his temper."
"...What do you mean?"
