Downstairs, Enna Clark had no idea about what had happened upstairs.
Her complexion didn't look very good, and her entire demeanor was sickly and listless.
Tiffany Clifford didn't know how to comfort her, so she patted Enna on her shoulder, sighed, and returned to her seat.
Enna opened her computer and stared at the document on her screen, but her mind kept replaying the scene that had just unfolded.
Baron Lawrence had barely looked at her as he brushed past her…
Suddenly, her heart felt choked and extremely uncomfortable.
It was as if her heart had been soaked in vinegar, sour and astringent, suffocatingly painful.
Of course, she didn't believe there was anything going on between Tessa Winters and Baron Lawrence, and she certainly didn't believe that the woman on the phone had bluntly suggested that they had done something together the night before.
