Other people instantly turned their gaze toward her.
Her Female Officer and driver were still okay, at most showing a bit of caution.
The Lawrence Family's servants, on the other hand, were not polite at all, and their looks were sheer mockery.
Scarlett clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deeply into her flesh. It was only through that pain that she could calm herself down and force out a smile that couldn't be more awkward, "My knee still hurts a little..."
Before she could finish speaking, Baron Lawrence had already impatiently thrown a sentence at her, "If your knee still hurts, then don't run around!"
Having said that, he bypassed Scarlett, who was blocking his path, striding away with long steps without looking back.
Scarlett watched his retreating figure, her face burning hot, turning various shades of green, black, then red -- only stopping short of turning ashen. She clenched her fists tightly, as this was the only way to keep her expression from crumbling!
