Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1952: Chapter 1962: Baron Lawrence, Trust Me

Baron Lawrence immediately frowned as if he wanted to squash a fly, ”Can’t make that person shut up?”

On this point, Rupert Harris was also helpless. He shook his head and said, ”The situation is more complicated than I knew when I arrived. Now the media has blown this up, plus it happened in the City Center and led to a stampede incident, causing a very bad impact on society. In the current public opinion climate, all eyes are on this matter. Even with connections in the police department, no one dares to bring that person out alone and make him shut up at this time.”

Are you kidding? This matter has escalated so much; anyone who dares to help at this point is playing with their political career.

Even the Director of the police department only hinted some news to Rupert Harris discreetly.

He didn’t dare to say too much, also fearing being discovered. If it blew up, his position as police director would be finished.

Rupert Harris glanced at Enna Clark and continued, ”This matter wouldn’t have escalated like this, but the reporters mentioned Enna’s background in their reports, either intentionally or unintentionally. You know, some issues can actually be downplayed. But once a sensitive point is involved, it’s difficult to downplay it. There’s always a group of people online who like to hold on to the so-called background. Even if Enna wasn’t involved, they would think she’s being shielded by backstage dealings, relentlessly targeting her.”

Baron Lawrence certainly knew this.

There indeed exists a group of people online with nothing to do, harboring deep resentment towards society.

They have deep-seated malice against the rich, regardless of right or wrong, first sympathizing with the so-called ’weak’ party who seems less privileged.

On one hand, they clamor for equality, law, and freedom.

In essence, it’s classic envy of the rich!

They don’t even consider, nothing in this world comes for free. Even if someone is born into a wealthy or powerful second-generation, it’s the fruit of their father’s and grandfather’s efforts. What were their fathers and grandfathers doing at that time?

Doing the same thing as they do now, living in a daze, complaining daily about why they weren’t born into a wealthy family, why life is so unfair...

That’s why poverty becomes a vicious cycle!

And ignorance too!

Baron Lawrence’s thin lips pressed into a straight line, and he said irritably, ”We can’t let this be unrelated to Enna Clark and still make her bear the consequences!”

Damn, if it really comes to that, don’t blame him for stepping in!

When Enna Clark saw his irritation, she held his hand and calmly said, ”Baron Lawrence, believe me. I can solve this.”

”You mean solving it by going to the police?” The disbelief was evident.

Enna Clark really wanted to shut him up. Where was his emotional intelligence? If Bobby were by her side now, he’d definitely say he believes in her and encourage her with words like that. He certainly wouldn’t undermine her like this.

Enna Clark didn’t know how to tell him, so she could only emphasize, ”I can solve it; I just need some time. Trust me!”

Baron Lawrence looked into her eyes, his agitation growing, yet still chose, albeit uncontrollably, to trust her. He turned his head away and said to Rupert Harris, ”Do you think someone is messing with this behind the scenes?”

”I think so.”

Indeed.

Baron Lawrence squinted his eyes, a hint of coldness glinting in his eyes.