Who is it?
She turned her head in confusion and glanced around. The people behind her were all waiting in line for the Ferris wheel, and nobody was looking at her.
Was it just her imagination?
Wyndham Howell noticed her looking back occasionally and considerately asked, "Enna, is something wrong?"
"No... maybe I'm overthinking things." Why did she feel that the domineering and powerful gaze was so similar to Baron Lawrence's?
As soon as this thought crossed her mind, Enna Clark couldn't help but shiver.
It couldn't be. He was still in Yluria Country. And she had spoken so harshly last time. With his temper, there was no chance he would come after her again.
She shook off the strange feeling inside her. Before Wyndham Howell could ask her what she was thinking, she pointed forward and said, "Our turn, Mr. Howell, let's go."
"Alright."
