Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart - Chapter 552

Chapter 552: Chapter 552: Enna Clark Overheard

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On the 28th floor Presidential Suite.

Bobby had been taken out for some fun and hadn’t returned yet.

Baron Lawrence had some work to attend to and went into the study first.

Enna, having nothing to do, found some coffee beans in the kitchen and noticed a coffee maker on the shelf. She decided to make a cup of coffee for him to help him stay refreshed, considering he hadn’t had a single minute to rest since boarding the plane.

With swift efficiency, she scooped the coffee beans into the coffee maker and watched it brew…

…

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In the study.

Baron Lawrence had just opened his laptop, preparing to connect to Linton City’s Stellar Company intranet for a previously suspended meeting.

He had just put on his Bluetooth headset.

His phone rang with a call from Scott Harris, according to the Caller ID.

He furrowed his brows and pressed the answer button on his headset, “What is it?”

“Lord, when do you and Miss Clark plan to return?”

Baron Lawrence stood up, took a bottle of glacier spring water from the cabinet, unscrewed the glass cap, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and took a swig before leisurely saying, “Now that we’ve come out here, I’ll take her to enjoy a few more days in Yluria Country.”

Ever since he took Enna to Pacifica Island for a vacation six months ago, he hadn’t taken her abroad for fun. Since they were out this time, he wanted to let her relax properly.

It just so happened that she loved the ocean, and the hotel was right by the sea.

Baron Lawrence’s gaze warmed, and a hint of indulgence flashed in his eyes.

“Something going on back home?”

Scott Harris hurriedly said on the other end, “Nothing’s going on back home.”

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If there was nothing going on, why was he asking about their return? Too idle?!

It was as if Scott Harris, through the phone a thousand miles away, could sense his dissatisfaction instantly and explained, “Lord, there’s a blood test technology in Yluria Country that can determine a baby’s gender at around two months of pregnancy, but it’s still in the experimental stages. It only has a 70% accuracy rate. I was wondering if you’d like to take Miss Clark for the test?”

“What did you say?” Baron Lawrence put down the glass water bottle and stood up from the floor-to-ceiling windows. “Are you sure your information is accurate?”

“I’m certain. I’ve already looked into the project before reporting to you. Do you want to take Miss Clark for the test, Lord? If you do, I’ll arrange it immediately.”

Being able to check the baby’s gender at around two months of pregnancy…

Baron Lawrence’s expression was ever-changing, and he suddenly felt that the air in the room was a bit thin. He irritably unbuttoned the top of his shirt collar and began pacing by the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Scott Harris waited for a while but could bear it no longer, “Lord?”

The agitated man, as if having made up his mind, suddenly stopped pacing, “Go ahead and make the arrangements!”

The sooner it’s confirmed, the sooner it’s resolved, and the sooner it’s resolved, the better it is for Enna’s health.

Scott Harris couldn’t help but ask one more question, “Lord, what do you plan to do if Miss Clark is really pregnant with a daughter?”

This was a question that Emilia Goldsmith had asked him before.

Every time he heard it, he felt an urge to kill. The anger that reached its peak yet left him powerless was so damn unbearable!

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Baron Lawrence’s eyes narrowed into the size of pinheads as he slammed his fist into the floor-to-ceiling window in defeat. After a moment of silence, he said resolutely, “If Enna is pregnant with a daughter… then abort it!”

Outside the study door, the delicate young woman was carrying a cup of coffee, about to push open the door.

She heard this sentence coming from inside — if Enna is pregnant with a daughter, then abort it!

She couldn’t believe her ears and her face turned pale!

Did she hear it wrong?

That’s right; she must have heard it wrong!

Enna’s eyes were filled with panic.