Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 2189: Chapter 2198: Quietly Shut Your Mouth

"Baron Lawrence..." The elevator swayed violently, and as she struggled to keep her balance, Enna Clark instinctively reached out, trying to grab the person in front of her.

In the pitch-black darkness, she could feel herself being pulled into a scorching, warm embrace, a hug that felt like an impenetrable wall, providing her with a strong sense of security.

"I’m here."

’Bang bang!’ The elevator, unable to bear the weight, once again emitted the sound of breaking cables, and this time it shook even more violently.

With a fierce jolt, Enna Clark almost lost her footing.

From the intercom came Scott Harris’s urgent and anxious voice, "Lord, we’re running out of time. Why haven’t you come up yet?"

"Baron, what are you doing! Get Enna up here quickly! If you don’t come up now, it’ll be too late!" Adam Sinclair seemed to have grabbed the intercom, shouting anxiously.

Baron Lawrence calmly and steadily helped Enna Clark secure the rope, tightened it, and tied a dead knot before pursing his thin lips and narrowing his cold eyes like starlight, saying, "The nylon rope’s junction can’t bear the weight of two people."

He spoke as if stating the weather was good today, with composure.

The person on the other end of the intercom was silent for a couple of seconds, finally realizing the meaning behind his words and roaring angrily as if wanting to jump down, "How is this possible? What should we do? Don’t tell me you’re planning to leave yourself down there!"

"Baron, you’re insane! I told you from the start not to take this risk, don’t take this risk, but you wouldn’t listen! What now?"

Adam Sinclair paced back and forth, unable to come up with a solution. He irritably ran a hand through his hair, losing the calm demeanor a young master should have for the first time.

"Hold on for a moment; I’ll have them prepare another rope to throw down!"

This was the best option!

Scott Harris was about to stop him.

The man on the intercom had already stopped him, "...There’s no time."

Adam Sinclair kicked the wall, feeling powerless, "So what now? What can I still do to help you?"

"Shut your mouth quietly."

Simple and crude enough!

"At a time like this, you still have the mood to joke!" Adam Sinclair wanted to say more.

The other end of the intercom had already disconnected the signal.

He held the intercom, saying "Hello, hello!" several times, but no one responded.

He raised his hand, nearly smashing the intercom with the red light to the ground but stopped short, remembering that it was the only communication tool to contact Baron Lawrence below, gritted his teeth, and put his hand down. Clenching the intercom tightly in his hand, Adam Sinclair paced anxiously with furrowed brows...

Pacing was no longer relieving his anxiety. After walking two circles, he stopped in front of Terry Leigh, "Terry, you..."

Rupert Harris seemed to know what he wanted to say, interrupting him the moment he opened his mouth, "I have no way either."

Adam Sinclair, suppressing his anger, kicked the wall in front of him, "There’s no way we can just stand here and watch Baron and Enna get into trouble!"

"Then what do you want to do?"

"I..."

"Prepare a new rope? Like Baron said, there’s no time." Rupert Harris paused adding, "Even if there was time, Baron wouldn’t use it! Didn’t you see the connection point over there can only pull up one person?"

If preparing another rope could ensure everything, Baron would have instructed Scott Harris to prepare two ropes from the start.

He didn’t make a mistake.

He knew from the beginning that this was a choice between the two!