Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1125: Chapter 1125: Piercing the Heavens, He Is Still There! Chapter 1125: Chapter 1125: Piercing the Heavens, He Is Still There! “Enna, please help us, I’m begging you, help us. Can I kneel down for you? I’m kneeling down to beg you.”

Juliet Jordan said, and then she knelt.

With her kneeling, the whispers around them grew even louder.

Buzzing incessantly.

Juliet Jordan had no other option, she could only use this tactic to pressure Enna Clark. She had realized that this banquet seemed to be a very important occasion, and if Enna cared about her reputation, she wouldn’t tear her face off with them to expose their past deeds.

“Enna, please help us, I’m begging you.”

“15 million is enough…”

“No, make that 18 million.”

With the remaining 3 million, give 1.2 million back to her brother, and with the 1.8 million, she could buy a suite, a car, and make a small investment, enough to live a very comfortable life.

“21 million, 21 million.” Jacob Clark was still raising the price on the side.

Enna Clark’s forehead throbbed with visible veins; she really wanted to grab their collars and ask them if they felt no shame speaking these words!

Did they really think that just because she kept silent, the disgraceful things they had done had never happened?

Her chest felt as if it was being crushed by a heavy stone, each breath was extremely heavy. Other than the weight, there was an indescribable chill in her heart.

Such people who couldn’t even be considered family, were actually her biological father.

“I’ll give it.”

Just then, an indifferent voice cut in.

The gazes of others shifted, and when they saw Lyle Westbrook, they were taken aback.

Scarlett couldn’t believe her eyes.

What was this, Lyle Westbrook knew Enna Clark too?

And he was standing up for her at such a time?

He was crazy!

Right now, this woman was like chewing gum, whoever got involved with her would end up losing face.

And yet he chose this moment to stand up for her.

“How much, I’ll pay. But now, you get out of here.” Lyle Westbrook’s rose-colored thin lips parted, as if 15 million were just 15 dollars, his Peach Blossom Eyes held a cold glint but were resolute as he stepped forward through the crowd.

Enna Clark was taken aback for a moment when her cool palm was suddenly grasped by someone; the domineering and arrogant voice of a man sounded beside her, “No one is allowed to give! I won’t give him a dime!”

Baron Lawrence?!

She turned her head and saw the proud man stepping forward, shielding her behind him. He directly kicked Juliet Jordan to the ground, sending her sprawling with unabashed aggression. He then snatched up the shameless Jacob Clark by the collar, his eagle eyes as cold as Siberian air, icy as frost, “You think by saying that, Enna Clark will give you money? Even if she wanted to, I wouldn’t let her! Because you don’t deserve it!”

With that, he flung Jacob Clark away.

Jacob Clark stumbled and fell awkwardly to the ground.

The tall and handsome man stood in front of her, his gaze sweeping over the whispering onlookers with forceful dominance, like a lion defending its own, radiating an intimidating glow.

He pronounced each word distinctly, “I know what kind of person my woman is! As for who’s behind today’s incident, I will find out! Whoever it is had better be careful not to let me find out, otherwise, I will make sure they regret coming into this world!”

I know what kind of person my woman is!

A simple sentence, protectively domineering to the extreme!

Enna Clark was not the kind of person who would want to give Jacob Clark money! She was just enduring for his sake and refraining from retaliation! But he— he didn’t need her to endure! If the sky were pierced, he would still be there for her!