Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 642: Chapter 642: This Man Wants to Drain the Sea

4 hours later, the Hilton Hotel Presidential Suite was in a complete mess.

Scott Harris hurriedly arrived after getting off the plane and saw such a scene.

The entire study was almost unrecognizable, with every item that could be smashed in the room in shambles. In one corner, a short-haired and fierce-looking man had sweat all over his forehead, one hand covering his eyes, panting heavily, as if he had just vented his anger.

Scott cautiously walked in front of him and called out, “Lord?”

The man covering his eyes slowly removed his hand. When Scott saw those crimson hawk-like eyes, he was stunned for a moment.

He had seen Lord angry before, but this… this was a first.

It was as if…

As if the world had collapsed, leaving only the last fragile thread tethering his sanity. Once that thread broke…

Scott didn’t dare to think about it.

Indeed, Baron Lawrence was on the verge of madness. Even if he agreed to the old man’s terms and the old man promised not to harm Enna Clark, his anxiety hadn’t lessened one bit.

The anxiety felt as if it would swallow him whole!

He squinted his eyes and recognized the person in front of him. His voice was hoarse and rough as if he had been cut by a sharp object. “Have you made the arrangements I asked for?”

“I have.” Scott bowed.

Lord had instructed him to use the army’s name to request that the Yluria Country authorities divert the water level in that area. Although they were unsure why he would make such a request, they had agreed to it.

However, Lord had used the Military District’s power for personal reasons, and when the news spreads to his country, it would undoubtedly cause an uproar. At that time, Lord would have to face another storm.

Normally, he should have talked him out of it, but this time, Scott didn’t say anything and just went to do it.

Because he understood that when it came to Ms. Clark, he could not change his mind.

No one could change his mind, not just him.

Baron Lawrence’s tense jaw finally relaxed a bit. He raised his head, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable, not knowing what he was thinking. He looked at Scott and suddenly said, “Scott, do you think the old man could be lying to me? What if he didn’t save Enna and the message comes later saying they found that woman’s body in the drained sea?”

Scott’s heart skipped a beat as he met his gaze. He placed both hands on his stomach and said seriously, “Lord, the video indeed shows someone saving Ms. Clark at a critical moment. I believe with so many people, they must have been able to save her.”

He knew that according to common sense, so many people should be able to save Enna Clark!

But he just couldn’t calm down now and trust common sense! Even if there was a one in ten thousand chance that the woman hadn’t been saved, his heart wouldn’t be at ease!

His mind kept replaying the last phone call the woman made to him! He would become agitated, regretful, and mad at himself for falling asleep at that time. Why didn’t he hear her call?

As soon as he thought of Enna calling him at the last moment and he didn’t pick up, his heart felt like it was being sliced, one cut at a time!

Over and over again, he didn’t know how he managed to hold onto his sanity and not go insane or jump into the sea to search for her during these hours!

And the reason he didn’t go was not because he was calm, but because the last bit of rationality told him that he couldn’t fall.