Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 2363: Chapter 2372: The Young Madam Actually Knew About Ms. Lewis Long Ago

Baron Lawrence felt an unprecedented irritation in his chest, his brows furrowed so tightly they almost knotted, and he pounded the table in frustration, "Damn it!"

"Lord, your hand." Scott Harris quickly stopped him, worried for him, "Lord, you should explain to the Young Madam."

"Actually, just explaining it to the Young Madam would resolve everything. The Young Madam actually has known about Ms. Lewis’s existence for a long time now, as long as you..."

Before he could finish, his wrist was gripped tightly by the man, "What did you say?"

Scott Harris realized too late that he had let something slip, but since it was already spoken, he decided not to conceal it anymore, nor did he wish to, "Last time when you were getting your wound dressed at the hospital, the Young Madam asked me in the corridor about you and Ms. Lewis. The Young Madam said she was also present at that afternoon’s charity gala. Then Ms. Lewis came to her, and told the Young Madam..."

"Told her what!" Baron Lawrence’s eyes burned with a repressed fury that threatened to overthrow his reason.

He hadn’t expected that despite his warnings, that woman dared to seek out Enna Clark and spew nonsense!

Did that woman really think she could escape with her surgically altered ugly face?

Recalling Miranda Lewis’s behavior over the past few days, his eyes darkened further. That woman, trying so brazenly to replace Enna Clark, really might have been spreading nonsense to Enna.

"What did she say!" Baron Lawrence’s voice was laced with a tone of gritted teeth, and if Miranda Lewis were in front of him, he would have undoubtedly torn that insolent woman to shreds!

Scott Harris’s wrist felt like it was about to crack, internally lamenting as he continued with a measured voice, "Ms. Lewis said she’s been with you, Lord, this whole time. And..."

"And what else?"

"Also, the dress she wore to the gala, she said it was Lord you who bought it for her."

"Dress? What dress?" When did he ever buy a dress for any woman other than Enna Clark?

Scott Harris braced himself and continued, "It was the day Ms. Lewis said she wanted to attend the gala, she kept pestering you, Lord, so you casually handed her an invitation. She took the invitation and came to me to borrow a dress... I thought... I thought that since you gave her the invitation, she might as well... buy a dress herself. Apologies, Lord!"

He hadn’t expected Miranda Lewis to be so brazen, clearly the dress was something she had persuaded him to buy, yet insisted on saying it was Lord who bought it for her.

The key issue was she went to the Young Madam and spread falsehoods.

Scott Harris looked full of guilt, "I explained to the Young Madam afterward about where the dress came from. Because you were just recovering from a gunshot wound, I asked the Young Madam to wait a few more days before asking you about Ms. Lewis, but I didn’t know the Young Madam would receive these photos today."

If he had known that delaying a few days would result in these ambiguous photos, he definitely wouldn’t have stopped the Young Madam.

But now things had come to this point, regretting was useless.

"I’m sorry, Lord." Scott Harris bowed deeply in apology, and said, "So, Lord, the Young Madam’s misunderstanding is not just because of these photos. Ms. Lewis had already approached the Young Madam a long time ago, planting a thorn in her heart."

Today’s photos merely pushed that thorn deeper...

Baron Lawrence had not realized Scott Harris had kept so much from him, his breathing became noticeably heavier.