Finally, Wyndham Howell entered.
Just when Enna Clark decided to accept her fate, the man holding her suddenly let go of her hand and grimly stepped aside.
Unexpectedly regaining her freedom, Enna wasn't so much overjoyed as she was startled.
Baron Lawrence was willing to let her go?
What was going on?
She opened her mouth, about to ask, when Wyndham Howell had already spotted the two of them and greeted them in astonishment, "Enna? Why haven't you gone upstairs yet?"
Soon, he saw Baron Lawrence and greeted him with sudden realization, "Mr. Lawrence."
Baron Lawrence glanced at him fiercely, ignored him, and walked out of the darkness, heading straight upstairs...
Enna Clark quietly straightened her disheveled clothes and came out. She awkwardly pulled at the corner of her mouth and explained, "He probably didn't hear."
"It's okay," Wyndham Howell said out loud, but in his heart, he knew very well whether Baron Lawrence had ignored him on purpose or not.
