Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 2234: Chapter 2243: You’re the Santa Claus You Mentioned, Aren’t You?

”Who told you to open the car door with your left hand? All of this month’s bonus will be deducted! Remember next time, use your right hand!”

So overbearing!

So capricious!

Scott Harris isn’t an idiot. He’s not foolish enough to really believe that his bonus was deducted just because he opened the car door with his left hand—something even a three-year-old wouldn’t buy.

His bonus was deducted because he accidentally interrupted the Lord’s affair.

Although he lost a month’s bonus, Scott Harris was still in a good mood. After all, spending a month’s bonus to witness the grand scene of the Lord being bitten by the Young Madam was totally worth it.

He raised the corners of his mouth and said respectfully, ”Yes, my Lord, I’ll be more careful next time.”

Baron Lawrence’s eyesight was fine, both eyes had 20/20 vision, and he clearly noticed Scott Harris was in a good mood, which didn’t make him so pleased. ”Also, the mess in Country S will be handled by you. In three months, give me a satisfactory answer.”

”...”

The mess in Country S wasn’t an ordinary mess, as that Subsidiary has been losing money for years.

Previously, at Lawrence Headquarters, there was speculation about who the Lord would send over. How did he suddenly become the unlucky one?

”It’s best if you can fix it within these three months. If not, you’ll have to go to Country S and fix it before coming back! Understand?”

Scott Harris’s sunny mood was suddenly clouded over, ”...Yes, my Lord.”

When he’s in a bad mood, Baron Lawrence’s mood lightens up.

”What are you standing there for? Drive.”

Scott Harris, having just suffered a setback, was in no mood to enjoy the sweet moments of the newlyweds’ honeymoon anymore, and quickly ran to the front, got in the car, and pressed the gas pedal.

Enna Clark initially planned to say a few good words for Scott Harris.

But Scott Harris had watched the drama unfold too openly just now, and even she felt like pranking Mr. Harris a bit, so she silently held her tongue.

The car drove all the way to the port.

After getting out, Enna Clark boarded a private yacht.

The yacht sailed onto the blue sea.

The sea breeze blew across the deck, blending the sea and sky together, while flocks of seagulls danced over the blue horizon in the distance, and the golden sunlight that hit the sea looked like it gilded the ocean with a golden sheen.

Under the golden waves, a few playful dolphins happened to swim past the yacht...

It wasn’t the first time Enna Clark saw dolphins, but it was the first time she saw them in such a coincidental way.

She couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise, ”Baron Lawrence, it’s dolphins! Look, there are dolphins!”

Right, encountering dolphins is considered a sign of good luck, so if you make a wish at this moment, it’s said to be very effective.

She quickly clasped her hands and made her wish.

”What are you doing?” asked the man lying on the beach lounge chair on the deck, wearing sunglasses, glancing at her, clueless about the silly ritual she was engaged in.

”Making a wish.”

Enna Clark recited to him a little anecdote she’d read online about making wishes to dolphins during her school days.

Baron Lawrence frowned, not believing in such tales for gullible girls, but still humored her with a question, ”What did you wish for?”

Enna Clark glanced at him and then looked away, ”Nothing. If I say it, it won’t come true.”

”Not saying it is what makes it not come true. If you say it, maybe one night ’Santa Claus’ will leave a stocking on your face and grant your wish.”

”...”

”What did you wish for?”

Enna Clark was really impressed by him!

Might as well expose him, ”You wouldn’t happen to be that ’Santa Claus’ yourself, would you?”