Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 771 -771: Threatening to Invite Someone to a Dance

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Among all the people, Jacob Clark was the least surprised, because he knew that Baron Lawrence and Enna Clark had been together for more than a day or two.

Back when Enna wasn’t a representative for Rhine, Young Master Lawrence had already been with her.

As the surprise on Nathan Harris’s face gradually faded, he became more stiff and embarrassed. He glanced at Enna, who was clearly flustered but didn’t deny it. His face looked even worse, as he forced out a smile, “Really? I thought Ms. Clark had come alone, without a male companion. That’s why I wanted to invite her to dance. I didn’t expect her companion to be Young Master Lawrence.”

He still wanted to invite Enna to dance?

Baron Lawrence’s handsome face darkened; it was as if someone had punched him hard in the chest. A nameless rage surged up in him, making him feel like hitting someone!

His thin lips pressed into a line, and his gaze, colder than the air of Siberia, fell upon Nathan Harris. He squeezed out three words through gritted teeth, “She’s busy!”

She’s not free now, nor will she ever be!

Nathan Harris, being a man himself, couldn’t help but understand what his gaze meant—that was the absolute possessiveness a man had for a woman!

A warning that no other man was allowed to get close!

He hesitated for a moment, then, weighing the pros and cons, withdrew his extended hand, “It seems I’ll have to forget about that idea.”

“I won’t bother Young Master Lawrence and Ms. Clark any longer.”

He gave Enna a deep glance before walking away.

Baron Lawrence’s anger, which was originally at a seven, instantly rose to a ten because of how Nathan Harris looked at Enna at the end! He couldn’t help but tighten his arm around Enna’s waist, causing her pain. Her face crumpled in pain, and she was just about to break free from him.

Suddenly, the man with a grim face and an aura of thunder and lightning all around him let her go. He walked over to stand in front of her, his pair of noble eagle eyes gazing into hers meaningfully.

Enna felt a shiver down her spine.

Her heart skipped a beat, fearing that he might freak out.

Never in a million years had she expected that at this moment, Baron Lawrence would extend his hand towards her and ask in a husky voice, “Miss, would you do me the honor of dancing with me?”

—Miss, would you do me the honor of dancing with me?

The same words spoken by different people had entirely different effects.

Enna didn’t understand what he was planning and furrowed her brow, hesitating for a moment.

But in that brief moment of her hesitation, the man who had invited her to dance had already narrowed his hawk-like eyes domineeringly and was staring at her threateningly!

Although he hadn’t said a word, Enna felt as if she had already heard him roaring angrily at her that she would be done for if she dared refuse!

Who would invite someone to dance by threatening them? Enna was exasperated, but the image of him losing his temper had already crossed her mind, and she instinctively put her hand in his.

Baron Lawrence immediately tightened his grip on her soft little hand and led her towards the dance floor.

As soon as they entered the dance floor, they attracted everyone’s attention, including that of Nathan Harris—

“It’s Young Master Lawrence.”

“It’s Lord.”

“Who’s that woman next to him?”

“You don’t know? She’s Rhine’s representative.”

Baron Lawrence himself was a natural center of attraction. Although Enna was not the kind of stunning beauty who could take one’s breath away in an instant, she had a unique and comfortable kind of beauty. The two of them standing together made a perfect match!

Enna could hear the murmurs around her, and being the center of everyone’s attention made her feel uneasy. She lowered her voice, “Baron Lawrence, are you really going to dance with me?”