Chapter 132: Chapter 132: Finally Meeting
Translator: 549690339
At the bus stop, she wasn’t the only one there, and the others glanced over when they heard Uncle Harper call her. Two schoolgirls carrying backpacks looked at her, whispering and exchanging glances as if they were watching a monkey.
Feeling her ears heat up, ‘monkey’ Enna Clark hastily stood up and stammered,
“Um… Uncle Harper, just call me Enna.”
“Alright.” He turned and opened the car door. “Young Madam, please get in.”
Enna Clark, ‘ ‘ Pretending she didn’t hear.
In the car.
As the scenery on both sides whizzed by, Enna felt stifled and opened the car window for some fresh air. Feeling more comfortable, she curiously asked, “Uncle Harper, today isn’t Friday, so why did you suddenly ask me to cook at the villa?”
It’s all because the Young Master is back! The driver thought but didn’t dare to say it out loud. He repeated the reason Mr. Harris had told him earlier, “Because the Tomato Beef Brisket you cooked last time was very delicious, and the President still wants to eat it.”
Enna did not think too much and looked out of the window at the scenery.
Rows of white villas, adorned with lush green gardens, looked refreshing and comfortable. It was pleasing to the eye.
The Land Rover stopped in front of one of the villas. Not waiting for Uncle
Harper to get out of the car, Enna opened the door herself and got out first.
“Uncle Harper, I’ll go in first.”
“Alright.”
Enna took the card key from her bag, swiped open the door, changed into slippers in the entrance hall, and walked in.
Upon entering, she went straight to the bathroom, squeezed some hand soap, and turned on the faucet to wash her hands. As she was washing, her gaze was attracted to something placed next to the sink.
Where did the men’s toothbrush come from? There was nothing here when she came last Friday, right?
After washing her hands, Enna took the toothbrush out of the cup and noticed that it seemed to have been used not long ago, as it was still damp. Puzzled, she put the toothbrush back, dried her hands, and went out.
The fridge was still filled with various ingredients as usual. She picked out the ingredients she needed to cook the Tomato Beef Brisket and entered the kitchen.
The key to Tomato Beef Brisket was soft beef, so it took a long time to cook. Enna neatly put the beef into the pot, then added the tomatoes and lowered the heat.
OK.
Now it was just a matter of time.
She yawned and went to the living room sofa to wait.
She didn’t know if it was because the sofa was too soft or because of the faint, intoxicating fragrance in the villa, but as she waited, her eyelids grew heavy, and she unknowingly drifted off to sleep…
Second Floor.
The closed study door suddenly swung open, and a tall, handsome man emerged. Who else would it be other than Baron Lawrence?
He silently walked over to the sofa, stood there for a long time. As Mr. Harris thought he was lost in thought, the cold and domineering man suddenly bent down and carried the sleeping girl on the sofa. “Uh, Lord, where are you taking Ms. Clark?”
“To bed.”
His footsteps paused as he climbed the stairs. His hawkish eyes swept over the roses on the coffee table, his eyebrows furrowed, and he ordered coldly.
“Throw those flowers away.”
When did he ever need to use aphrodisiac on a woman?! Yet Enna had the capability to make him willingly stoop so low!
“Yes.” Mr. Harris picked up the vase and was about to remind his Lord that the aphrodisiac was only effective for 5 hours but seeing the situation; he silently closed his mouth and left..
Chapter 132: Chapter 132: Finally Meeting
Translator: 549690339
At the bus stop, she wasn’t the only one there, and the others glanced over when they heard Uncle Harper call her. Two schoolgirls carrying backpacks looked at her, whispering and exchanging glances as if they were watching a monkey.
Feeling her ears heat up, ‘monkey’ Enna Clark hastily stood up and stammered,
“Um… Uncle Harper, just call me Enna.”
“Alright.” He turned and opened the car door. “Young Madam, please get in.”
Enna Clark, ‘ ‘ Pretending she didn’t hear.
In the car.
As the scenery on both sides whizzed by, Enna felt stifled and opened the car window for some fresh air. Feeling more comfortable, she curiously asked, “Uncle Harper, today isn’t Friday, so why did you suddenly ask me to cook at the villa?”
It’s all because the Young Master is back! The driver thought but didn’t dare to say it out loud. He repeated the reason Mr. Harris had told him earlier, “Because the Tomato Beef Brisket you cooked last time was very delicious, and the President still wants to eat it.”
Enna did not think too much and looked out of the window at the scenery.
Rows of white villas, adorned with lush green gardens, looked refreshing and comfortable. It was pleasing to the eye.
The Land Rover stopped in front of one of the villas. Not waiting for Uncle
Harper to get out of the car, Enna opened the door herself and got out first.
“Uncle Harper, I’ll go in first.”
“Alright.”
Enna took the card key from her bag, swiped open the door, changed into slippers in the entrance hall, and walked in.
Upon entering, she went straight to the bathroom, squeezed some hand soap, and turned on the faucet to wash her hands. As she was washing, her gaze was attracted to something placed next to the sink.
Where did the men’s toothbrush come from? There was nothing here when she came last Friday, right?
After washing her hands, Enna took the toothbrush out of the cup and noticed that it seemed to have been used not long ago, as it was still damp. Puzzled, she put the toothbrush back, dried her hands, and went out.
The fridge was still filled with various ingredients as usual. She picked out the ingredients she needed to cook the Tomato Beef Brisket and entered the kitchen.
The key to Tomato Beef Brisket was soft beef, so it took a long time to cook. Enna neatly put the beef into the pot, then added the tomatoes and lowered the heat.
OK.
Now it was just a matter of time.
She yawned and went to the living room sofa to wait.
She didn’t know if it was because the sofa was too soft or because of the faint, intoxicating fragrance in the villa, but as she waited, her eyelids grew heavy, and she unknowingly drifted off to sleep…
Second Floor.
The closed study door suddenly swung open, and a tall, handsome man emerged. Who else would it be other than Baron Lawrence?
He silently walked over to the sofa, stood there for a long time. As Mr. Harris thought he was lost in thought, the cold and domineering man suddenly bent down and carried the sleeping girl on the sofa. “Uh, Lord, where are you taking Ms. Clark?”
“To bed.”
His footsteps paused as he climbed the stairs. His hawkish eyes swept over the roses on the coffee table, his eyebrows furrowed, and he ordered coldly.
“Throw those flowers away.”
When did he ever need to use aphrodisiac on a woman?! Yet Enna had the capability to make him willingly stoop so low!
“Yes.” Mr. Harris picked up the vase and was about to remind his Lord that the aphrodisiac was only effective for 5 hours but seeing the situation; he silently closed his mouth and left..
