Enna Clark was taken aback by his fierce gaze, seemingly unable to believe it.
She had never heard Baron Lawrence speak to her like this before, having known him since he was a ten-year-old boy. Although he was not much of a talker and was cold to everyone, keeping them at arm's length, he had always made an exception for her. As they grew up, even though he often showed impatience with her, she knew it was just his way of not really being impatient, just his habit of adopting that attitude.
But this time was different, she could feel the ferocity coming from his heart!
His warning was serious, not like before when it was simply talk.
"I only want to protect those I wish to protect, and if others harm them, then to me, they are enemies!"
Enna Clark's body jolted, her brows furrowed, and her beautiful eyes filled with anger, "To me, you are the one I want to protect!"
