Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 835: Chapter 835: Baron Lawrence’s Thunderous Tactics

After the secretary had left, Baron Lawrence did not sit down.

He furrowed his brows and paced back and forth in irritation. After a few steps, still feeling uneasy, he returned to his desk, picked up the phone, and dialed out.

“Hello, Commander?”

“I need a favor in my personal capacity, have the Intelligence Bureau investigate someone for me…”

After 3 minutes.

In an old residential neighborhood of Linton City, a middle-aged woman in her fifties was walking her grandson home from school.

...Seeing so many cars parked in front of her building, she was firstly taken aback.

Then, upon spotting the men in military uniforms, her heart skipped a beat, and fear shone through her eyes. Quickly picking up her bewildered grandson, she lowered her voice and said, “Leon, be good, Grandma is going to take you to find your mom.”

“Why aren’t we going home, Grandma?” The little boy, still young and clueless as to why they were skulking around, asked in his childlike voice, “I’m hungry, I want to go home and eat cake.”

The boy’s speaking voice was not soft, particularly as there were so few people in front of the building, his voice sounded even clearer.

It turned the middle-aged woman’s face ghostly pale, she wished she could cover the boy’s mouth but feared that the act of covering it would be too abrupt. Sweating bullets from her forehead, she coaxed in a soft voice, “Leon, be good, we’ll go out to eat, Grandma will buy you a cake from the store. Don’t talk now, we can talk after we leave.”

“Why?”

“Because…” She didn’t know how to explain, “Because Grandma wants to play a game with you where the first one to talk loses.”

“Okay!” The little boy chuckled, “Let’s start now!”

He put on a silly face as if sealing his mouth shut.

The middle-aged woman breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly tried to walk outside; however, unbeknownst to her, she had been under surveillance since entering the neighborhood.

The man sitting in the military Land Rover furrowed his brows, and without needing an order, two soldiers stepped in front of the woman, “Sorry, you cannot leave.”

The middle-aged woman’s heart trembled, yet she still put on a tough front, “Why can’t I leave? Are you soldiers trying to bully people in broad daylight? Do you believe I’ll film this and expose you all!”

“Go ahead, and also expose what you’ve done while you’re at it,” Baron Lawrence walked over from behind. Broad-shouldered and slim-waisted, even though he was not in uniform, he exuded a strong sense of oppression, the kind reserved for those in high positions.

Without saying much, he managed to turn the middle-aged woman pale with fear, not even able to feign her usual brazenness, “I… I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I’ve found you already, do you think pretending you don’t know will do you any good?” Baron Lawrence wasn’t interested in wasting time with her; Enna Clark was waiting for him!

With a glance, he signaled the soldiers next to him who took the little boy from the woman’s arms. Before she could start screaming and making a fuss, his domineering aura compelled her to pay attention as he said, “I only need ten minutes of your time for a chat. If you cooperate with me, it will be as if I never sought you out today. But if you don’t cooperate…”

His hawk-like eyes were cold as ice, as if they could freeze someone in place.

Frightened by his stare, the middle-aged woman’s mouth gaped open, and she trembled, “Whatever you need me to do, I’ll cooperate, just don’t make me go to jail; I’ll do anything.”

“Tell me about the woman you helped give birth to 3 years ago, Matheo Lewis, how did she really die!”