Enna Clark's heartbeat thundered, her gaze filled with doubt. After a long while, she forced a smile and denied, "…No."
Whether Baron Lawrence was testing her or giving her an opportunity, she wouldn't admit to Bobby's existence even if there was just a one in ten thousand chance!
"Really? Then why are you so nervous?" Baron Lawrence insisted, pressing her further.
Enna had made up her mind and gradually calmed down, shaking her head and playing dumb, "You suddenly asked me a weird question. I just didn't react in time. I'm not nervous; you misread me."
Baron Lawrence glanced at her unconsciously clenched fists, then turned away, his arrogance returning, "I was just asking casually. If it's nothing, that's good."
Enna couldn't stay another second, immediately saying, "I'm going to return something."
