Three hours later, the banquet in Country W ended.
Enna Clark rode back to the old residence.
Along the way, although the cold man hadn't said a single word, he firmly held her hand the whole time, the warmth from the palm of his hand continuously transmitting to her, giving her a feeling of warmth.
Enna Clark knew he was deliberately not speaking, wanting her to calm her emotions by herself.
Seeing him tense up his back as if facing a great enemy, a trace of helplessness flashed in Enna's eyes.
After all, she knew very well what kind of person Jacob Clark was; it wasn't as if she had only found out today.
She was just once again taken aback by Jacob Clark's new definition of the word shameless!
To say she wasn't a bit upset would be a lie, anyone who went through such an ordeal would feel upset. But it was just that, she wouldn't let it completely affect her mood like before.
What she was more worried about now was his reputation.
