She had to put down her knife and fork to address the gaze, "Baron Lawrence, aren't you eating?"
He had only eaten a little, and now he was done?
Baron Lawrence's burning gaze remained fixed on her face, not shifting even as she put down her utensils. His lips, now more colorful than the day before, looked even sexier, shaped as if ready for a kiss. His lips parted slightly, "Enna Clark, aren't you eating?"
"Huh?" It was she who had asked him first, yet he didn't reply and now threw the same question back to her?
Despite a bit of frustration, Enna Clark still said, "Yeah, I'm done."
With his gaze so intense, it was weird if she could keep eating.
Now, she was completely unable to eat under his scrutiny.
There was always a feeling that she could be 'devoured' by him if she was not careful.
Baron Lawrence got the answer he wanted and immediately instructed a servant nearby, "Clear it up, make preparations!"
