Baron Lawrence returned to the Lawrence Family home close to 11 PM.
Lincoln stopped in front of the castle-like, resplendent building; he got out of the car, greeted respectfully by the servants all the way.
"Young Master."
"Good evening, Young Master."
"Young Master."
The stern man passed through the crowd and went straight back to the spacious suite on the second floor.
Upon entering the room, he immediately started pulling at the tie around his neck in irritation, throwing it onto the couch, his handsome face betraying a hint of exhaustion.
Scott Harris followed him in.
Seeing him sitting on the couch rubbing the bridge of his nose.
With keen eyesight, he poured him a cup of hot water and placed it before him, "Lord Baron, have some water."
"Hmm."
