Enna Clark was led by him, and along the way they kept encountering servants. She wasn't sure if it was her imagination, but she felt their gazes on her had changed.
As for how exactly they had changed, she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
But the feeling was definitely different.
Before she knew it, he had taken her past the dining room, and Clark couldn't help but ask, "Baron Lawrence, where are you taking me to eat?"
"Quit the chatter and just follow me! I'm not going to sell you, that's for sure!"
That's rather domineering!
And blunt!
Clark had no choice but to follow his steps, crossing through the Lawrence Family castle and walking down a marble-paved path.
The air around grew fresher and the greenery more abundant...
Suddenly, the view opened up before her eyes—
In a secluded winding path, a dining table adorned with small lights appeared in her vision.
