Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1250: Chapter 1250: What is Called a Slap in the Face! (6) Chapter 1250: Chapter 1250: What is Called a Slap in the Face! (6) “I didn’t come today to demand an apology from Princess Scarlett. I came out of respect for the royal family, which is why I had my Little Uncle accompany me to speak to Prince Willie. You have your way of dealing with this matter, and I have mine. I intend to call the police.”

She conducted herself with neither servility nor arrogance, measured in her approach and composed in her speech. Although the content was difficult to accept, it did not come across as aggressive when spoken by her.

Princess Scarlett had already endured the humiliation of apologizing to her, and yet Enna Clark not only refused to accept it but also spoke those words. Scarlett could not tolerate it any longer, “What did you say, you…”

“Shut up!”

With a look of grievance, Scarlett closed her mouth, but her tears kept streaming down, making a pitiful sight as though she were being harshly bullied by Enna Clark.

Unfortunately, no one present paid any attention to her performance.

Prince Willie’s sharp gaze fell on Ms. Clark, “Ms. Clark means…”

Enna Clark did not beat around the bush, saying calmly, “I believe Prince Willie just heard the contents of the recording clearly. Not only has Princess Scarlett plotted against me, but she has also kidnapped me. It was a serious kidnapping, and she even planned to take my photo and post it online. I don’t think this is a trivial matter. When my personal safety is threatened, my only choice is to call the police.”

Edward Jackson had seen the way Enna Clark used to be and knew her past personality. Seeing her poised demeanor in the face of Willie, his eyes revealed a bit more admiration.

And in Lyle Westbrook’s eyes, besides admiration, there was also a profoundness that even he hadn’t noticed.

Princess Consort Willie noticed the depth in his eyes and involuntarily frowned slightly, her gaze briefly sweeping over Enna Clark in the center of the living room without revealing her emotions.

Prince Willie massaged his temples and was the first to look away, simply saying, “I understand.”

“Daddy?”

What did understanding mean?

Panic surged through Princess Scarlett, now truly afraid, her voice trembling.

“You’re really letting her call the police?”

Prince Willie’s eyes darkened as he looked at her, foregoing the disappointment of iron not turning into steel, leaving only total disappointment, “Otherwise, what would you like? Before you do something, don’t you know what exactly you’re doing?”

If she dared to commit a kidnapping, what wouldn’t she dare to do?

“I…”

Prince Willie had been cleaning up after her all night and his patience was exhausted, “Take the Princess upstairs and watch her closely!”

“Yes.” Two servants, one on each side, said, “Princess, please go upstairs to rest.”

Scarlett first looked at Prince Willie with tear-filled eyes, and upon realizing he was unmoved, let out a scream and started to struggle, “I won’t go up! I won’t!”

After a few attempts to struggle, Prince Willie completely darkened his face, slamming the table with a fierce slap and bellowing, “Scarlett, do you believe I will call the police on you right now?!”

“Daddy, I…” Scarlett’s eyes were red from crying.

Prince Willie, as if blind to it, sternly commanded without any expression, “Go upstairs!”

No longer daring to make a scene, Scarlett bit her lower lip tightly, and with her face red and swollen from being hit, she went upstairs reluctantly, looking back three steps at a time.

After she went up, Prince Willie, massaging his throbbing forehead, spoke to Edward Jackson and Enna Clark, “Can we talk?”

An hour later, Enna Clark was the first to leave the garden-style mansion and get into a car.

Scott Harris had been waiting for her to come out. Seeing her safe, he immediately asked, “Ms. Clark, how did it go?”