Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1829: Chapter 1819: Lord is already waiting for you at home

Bobby timed it perfectly, his eyes no longer cunning, calmly jumped off the sofa, waved to Enna Clark, and said, ”Woman, I’m heading out.”

He warned the dopey little girl, ”Remember to listen to Mummy and Brother Hayes while I’m not home. If I come back and find out you’ve been running around, no lollipop for you tonight. Got it?”

Gigi unwillingly pouted her little mouth, softly retorted, ”Gigi is good!”

She probably felt her momentum wasn’t enough, so she puffed out her little chest, looking justifiably proud.

Bobby glanced at her, looked away, and said domineeringly, ”Being good is best, but if you’re naughty, the punishment is no candy.”

Then he slung his backpack over his shoulder and fussed at Enna Clark like a housekeeper, ”Woman, if she’s not good, just spank her. A spanking won’t make her bleed.”

Gigi understood he meant to spank her, puffed out her rosy cheeks, and pointed her chubby little finger at Bobby, whining in a baby voice, ”Brubby bad!”

Her adorable look was too cute.

Even Bobby couldn’t help but smile, pinching her little cheek, which made her shrink back before he was satisfied and let go. Waving regretfully, he headed to the entrance hall.

He changed his shoes, opened the door, and went out.

On the way, he thought he must pinch the little one’s cheeks again tonight. That feel, no wonder Enna Clark loved pinching his.

Indeed, it’s addictive!

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Baron Lawrence didn’t live in the Lawrence Castle but rather in a luxury home in Birch Garden.

The driver took Bobby all the way and parked by the Birch Garden apartment building, and as soon as they stopped, the car door was already opened from outside.

”Young Master.”

It was Scott Harris, who had been waiting outside.

Bobby jumped out of the car, smiled sweetly to greet him, ”Hello, Uncle Harris. I haven’t seen Uncle Harris for days, Gigi misses Uncle Harris.”

Such sweet talk could melt a person’s heart.

Scott Harris’ usually stern face broke into a warm smile, still maintaining a proper appearance as a housekeeper, but the closeness in his eyes was genuine.

”I’ll come visit Miss Gigi another day.” He finished speaking respectfully, ”Young Master, Lord is already waiting at home for you. I’ll take you up.”

”Sure, thank you, Uncle Harris.” Bobby was polite and considerate.

Scott Harris, smiling, led him upstairs.

In a luxury home like Birch Garden, elevators go directly into residences, providing each floor with an elevator that opens into their entrance hall, ensuring convenience and keeping out uninvited guests.

Of course, the cost of having an elevator this exclusive for each unit is also expensive.

Yet, anyone who can afford a home worth tens of millions hardly cares about spending 150 to 300 thousand.

’Ding——’ the elevator door opened.

In sight was the spacious living room of the modern European-style minimalist luxury home.

Sure enough, it’s Dubious Man’s style, with black, white, and gray as the main colors, understated yet luxurious everywhere. For example, the mural by the wall; don’t think he doesn’t know it’s a master’s work, giving off an aristocratic vibe.

Bobby wasn’t the least bit intimidated, very composed as he followed Scott Harris into the luxury home.

Scott Harris led him to the sofa, saying, ”Young Master, please sit. Sit for a while, I’ll make you a fresh juice. Orange juice.”

”Mm.”

Bobby’s favorite drink was orange juice.

But he firmly refused to make it himself at home because his stingy habits made him feel using four oranges for a cup of juice was a waste.