Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 877: Chapter 877: Baron Lawrence is Back

The phone traced a beautiful arc through the air, flying past and striking the car window before rebounding back and hitting the ground with a crisp sound.

Ironically, the phone was of such good quality that it didn’t break, and the mechanical female voice inside continued, “The user is temporarily unable to answer your call, we will inform you via text message later.”

A vein in Baron Lawrence’s temple bulged, followed by a string of tension that snapped tight!

Enna Clark dared not answer his phone!

This was the third time!

What on earth was she doing? Hadn’t they agreed before she left that she must answer his calls? Even if she missed it, she was supposed to call back within an hour!

...From the moment he boarded the flight to the moment he disembarked, a full nine hours had passed, and she had neither called back nor answered!

Baron Lawrence’s handsome face turned an iron shade of blue, “Drive faster!”

“Yes, Lord,” the driver replied.

The driver stepped on the gas, driving the car at top speed.

The Lincoln sped as fast as lightning and soon arrived at the hospital.

With the biting cold wind on his fierce face, Baron Lawrence strode toward the hospital and kicked the door of the ward open, Adam Sinclair and Scott Harris were both inside.

“Where is Enna Clark?”

That woman dared to break her promise; she’d agreed to call him, but now she didn’t even pick up his calls—she must have had the guts of a bear and the courage of a leopard.

When Scott Harris and Adam Sinclair saw him, they were first shocked, then expressions of surprised urgency spread across their faces as they stood up.

“Lord,” they greeted.

“Baron, it’s good you’re back. Go talk to Enna; if you hadn’t come back, I would have considered knocking her out.”

Knocking Enna Clark out?

Baron Lawrence’s brows furrowed, and his anger momentarily subsided, “What happened?”

Adam Sinclair made it short: Gigi had gone missing. Enna Clark hadn’t slept or eaten for two days and was frantically searching for her. Then he said, “Enna hasn’t eaten for two days now, and she hasn’t rested. She looks really bad, and her strength is at its limit. Even if she doesn’t eat, she must rest immediately. Scott and I both tried to talk to her, but she won’t listen to us. You should see her.”

Gigi was missing?

Enna Clark had been sleepless and tireless for two days and nights?

Baron Lawrence hadn’t expected so much to happen in just the short two days he was away. No longer in the mood to be angry with Enna for not answering his calls, his brows knitted tightly, his eagle eyes nearly freezing as he stared at Adam Sinclair’s face, “How could Gigi go missing? Is there still no news whatsoever?”

Adam Sinclair felt guilty; as a grown man stationed in the hospital, he had let his friend’s child be taken, giving him a feeling of being too ashamed to meet anyone.

But what was done was done, and regardless of his shame, he had to face it, “A woman disguised as a hospital nurse took her out in a cart. I’m sorry, Baron, I didn’t keep a close eye on Gigi. There’s no news for now…”

Baron Lawrence’s rage surged, almost murderous.

With bloodshot eyes, he cast a glance at the two men inside the ward, said nothing, and turned swiftly toward where Enna Clark was—

Enna Clark had stayed in Gigi’s hospital room ever since the day she went missing.

The door to the ward was tightly shut, Baron Lawrence knocked twice, and there was no response from inside. Losing patience to wait any longer, he kicked the door open with one foot.

The room was much cleaner and tidier than he had anticipated. However, the small woman sitting in front of the computer had grown noticeably thinner in just two short days; the chin that had finally begun to fill out was now sharply defined, and her lips were so devoid of color they were almost transparent.