Just as they were about to walk in, the man leading the way suddenly stopped.
Baron Lawrence released the hand he had been holding, turned his head slightly, and touched her with his thin lips, "Enna Clark, wait here for me."
"I want to..."
Before she could finish, Baron Lawrence's eagle eyes became solemn, "Listen to me, wait here first!"
Enna Clark frowned slightly; although she didn't know why he insisted on having her wait outside, she still agreed, "Alright, I'll wait for you."
Baron Lawrence was afraid she would be stubborn and insist on going in with him. Seeing she didn't persist, his tense jawline relaxed slightly. His deep eagle eyes gazed at her intensely, then he suddenly bent down and kissed her lips.
It was like a dragonfly touching the water, forceful yet brief, and he soon raised his head. His gaze regained its usual haughty and cold indifference.
"Remember, don't wander off, I'll be right out."
