Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 960: Chapter 960: Mr. Westbrook is waiting for you

“Did the Old Lady not send a message to Miss Enna from Master’s phone, saying that she had found a hematology expert?” She also called Young Master Westbrook and scheduled a meeting time…

Old Madam Habsden smiled triumphantly, like a cunning fox, “Yes, that’s what I said. But I didn’t lie to Enna. Lyle is an expert in hematology after all. It’s the perfect opportunity for them to meet and discuss my Gigi’s condition. Isn’t it a case of killing three birds with one stone?”

She almost forgot at first that Lyle was medical school trained, with significant achievements in the field of medicine.

If she had remembered earlier, she wouldn’t have used such a lame excuse to arrange their first meeting, when she could have used a legitimate one like this.

That way, Enna wouldn’t be so resistant, and Lyle could take a look at Gigi’s condition to consider if there were any possible cures.

Most importantly, if Lyle really did have a way to treat Gigi’s illness, then he and Enna would have many opportunities to interact.

From there, wouldn’t matters of the heart naturally follow?

The Old Lady was about to applaud herself for her cleverness.

Unfortunately, she didn’t know that her triple win was doomed to fail.

And the truth would come out right from their first meeting!

Because the Old Lady didn’t know that Lyle Westbrook was already treating Gigi’s illness! Nor did she know that Lyle Westbrook and Enna Clark had already met! And least of all did she realize, that even if Lyle took on Gigi’s case, there would be no chance for him to be alone with Enna Clark because there was another man who was with her nearly 24 hours a day — Baron Lawrence!

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At two o’clock in the afternoon, Enna Clark left her house on time.

She knew the Oceana Club; it was a famous seaside club in Country T. The club was massive, with a beach and a very upscale hotel, and beyond the hotel lay mountains and forests with exquisite scenery and many activities.

Therefore, many business and political dignitaries liked coming here, akin to the Sail Hotel in Dubai!

The villa district was almost 40 kilometers from the Oceana Club, and the driver drove steadily. Soon, they arrived at the Oceana Club.

After the driver went to park the car, Enna got out and was greeted by the staff, “Are you Miss Clark?”

“Yes.”

The staff smiled slightly and led the way forward, “Mr. Westbrook has been waiting for you, Miss Clark, please follow me.”

Westbrook?

Mr. Westbrook?

Enna Clark suddenly felt something was off. The surname Westbrook wasn’t common, and she had only ever seen one person with that last name to date.

Could it be that the hematology expert her Uncle found by coincidence also had this rare surname?

Although Enna had her doubts, she also thought she might be overthinking it and followed the staff inside.

Walking through a stylish glass corridor, she reached what seemed to be a VIP private room. However, the room wasn’t enclosed, as it boasted a 360° sea view constructed from crystal and glass, guaranteeing privacy from outside onlookers. The seating area inside was decorated in a Japanese tatami style, elegant and comfortable.

Inside the private room, a man sat with his back to her, even from just his back one could tell he had an extraordinary aura.

But that back was a little too familiar.

“Ms. Clark, we’re here,” the staff said once they had reached the entrance of the private room, stopping and speaking with a smile.

Enna nodded, “Okay, thank you.”

“It’s what we’re here for.”