"No, except for this request, I can satisfy whatever else you want."
Enna Clark tightened her lips and shook her head, "I don't want anything, I just want to go back to the Hilton Hotel!"
Edward Jackson had never felt so powerless before.
If it were any other woman, he might not be in a good mood to say so much here, but the person is Enna. He couldn't hit her, couldn't scold her, and couldn't bear to let her go.
His amber-colored eyes scanned her slightly pale face, rubbed his temples resignedly, and frowned, "I know clearly the reason why you want to go back to the hotel, but being with me now is the safest. And, I don't want you to go back either."
The Lawrence Family and Habsden Family were well-matched, but, the attitude of Old Master Lawrence toward Enna made him angry.
