In the blink of an eye, we arrived at the airport.
The airport was always crowded, but Lincoln's luxury car still stood out among the throng of vehicles bidding farewell.
Scott Harris helped to open the car door, and Baron Lawrence stepped out first.
His height alone was impressive, but combined with his commanding presence, it was hard not to take notice.
Many girls looked over in surprise, whipping out their phones to start snapping photos in their direction.
Right at that time, a dozen or so black-clad bodyguards hurried over, greeting him in a uniform and respectful manner, "Good day, Young Master Lawrence!"
As soon as Enna Clark got out of the car, they repeated in unison, "Good day, Ms. Clark!"
With such a formation, more and more spectators, primarily girls, surrounded them at the airport, with someone barely containing their excitement and standing on tiptoes in the crowd, "It's Baron Lawrence!"
"It's Baron Lawrence!"
"Emma, it's really him, it's really him."
