Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1541: Chapter 1541: The Final Negotiation!

Baron Lawrence hadn’t gone far; Scott Harris had simply driven the car to a relatively quiet beach not far from the resort.

At the entrance of the beach, there was also a parked red sports car.

Those in the know would definitely be shocked if they saw it because that casually parked Bugatti sports car was a limited edition, worth at least millions, and yet it was left unguarded by the roadside, seemingly unperturbed about getting scratched.

When Scott Harris saw the red Bugatti by the road, he knew who was looking for Baron.

This car was the one Baron had gifted to Ms. Skye for her 20th birthday, which Ms. Skye always cherished and frequently took out for drives, so he recognized the car.

What was Ms. Skye seeking from Baron for?

He had thought that after the fallout they had that night, Ms. Skye wouldn’t seek out Baron anymore…

Scott Harris was perplexed internally, but he respectfully opened the car door for Baron Lawrence without showing it on his face.

Baron Lawrence got out of the car with an expressionless face, checked the location sent to his phone, and headed towards the beach.

He was dressed in a suit today because he had to attend an auction, and if it were any other man, walking on the beach in a suit and shoes would surely look out of place.

But his presence was so commanding and he looked so tall and handsome that despite the incongruity of the suit and beach, he somehow gave off the illusion of shooting a blockbuster commercial.

This stretch of coastline, with its coarse sandy beach unsuitable for vacations, rarely had any hotels built along it; correspondingly, there were few tourists and beachgoers, making it almost deserted.

Skye Lawrence wasn’t one to blend into a crowd unnoticed, so Baron Lawrence spotted her instantly and walked toward her.

“You’re here?” he said as he saw Skye, and she saw him too.

Baron Lawrence, with his sharply defined features, looked coldly at her, “What do you want to see me for?”

After a moment of silence, Skye, with a beauty and a toughness unlike other women, suddenly spoke up, “Baron, do you remember what I told you before?”

“…” Baron Lawrence furrowed his brows, waiting for her to continue.

Without beating around the bush, Skye said, “I told you, I would try my best to persuade you, but if I can’t, then I would have to act in my own way.”

“I’m asking you now, do you still insist on having her?”

Baron Lawrence understood her implication, his dark eyes sharply fixed on hers, and he counter-asked, “Why are you so convinced Enna Clark isn’t right for me?”

“It’s not that she isn’t good enough; it’s just that she isn’t suitable for you. If you switched to someone else like Emily, Emilia Goldsmith, or someone else, I would wholly support you. But her… you’re aware of the Habsden Family’s situation, right? She isn’t suitable for you.”

The Habsden Family’s situation had been run by Skye with him before.

It was nothing more than the possible sterility of Edward Jackson, with some members of the family harboring ill intentions they shouldn’t have, as well as people from the outside wanting to exploit this weakness to end the Habsden Family line and snatch the lucrative oil extraction rights from them.

He was aware of all this.

“What of it? My woman, I’ll protect her myself!” Baron Lawrence asserted dominantly.

Yet, Skye Lawrence furrowed her brows deeply, insisting emphatically, “Why don’t you understand that being with her will only bring you endless trouble and danger! I’m doing this for your sake!”

So far, he had faced danger because of Enna Clark only once, and that had been related to her.

Baron Lawrence’s lips tightened.