"Uh..." the servant hesitated, glancing at Baron Lawrence.
Without a word from the Baron, she didn't know whether to go...
Enna Clark's clear eyes darkened as she raised her voice, "I need you to call the doctor now, right now! It has to be quick! The faster, the better!"
Usually, she gave off a more gentle and rational vibe, but her assertiveness now had a kind of irresistible magic.
The servant gritted her teeth, "Yes, Miss Clark."
Baron Lawrence had some resistance towards doctors and furrowed his brows, just as he was about to speak. He was cut off by a commanding look from Enna Clark, "You are not allowed to speak right now!"
She was already full of anger. If he said anything else to make her angrier, she might just explode during his birthday.
She grabbed the hand of the stately man, which felt ice-cold, and headed upstairs...
Click—
The door on the second floor opened in response.
