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Chapter 2983: Chapter 2992: The Big Schemer and the Little Schemer
Bobby accepted the money, feeling pretty good, and reminded him, "Let me just say, this money counts as an anonymous investment. I won’t tell Auntie Olivia."
Otherwise, with Auntie Olivia’s personality, she definitely wouldn’t want to take advantage of someone.
But only a fool wouldn’t take advantage of a good deal!
If Auntie Olivia doesn’t take it, he’ll help her get compensation. A man won’t know how to cherish a woman unless she spends his money; she’s got to spend it, and spend it hard enough to make him feel the pinch. Even if they break up later, it’ll be the guy who’s heartbroken.
Of course, he’s just helping Auntie Olivia collect this compensation. He didn’t promise not to help her find a boyfriend.
Adam Sinclair didn’t know what he was plotting, just assumed he had been swayed, and gracefully revealed a smile, "OK."
Benjamin Sinclair watched the two exchange words, and as Adam Sinclair handed over the black card, he looked a bit displeased. But since the one receiving the money was Bobby and not Olivia Lewis, he held back his frustration and kept it to himself.
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Half an hour later, the little girl from the Emergency Room came out, and the proud and noble man also arrived at the hospital.
A dozen bodyguards controlled the hospital corridor, clearing the scene with great ostentation.
Benjamin Sinclair, from the moment Baron Lawrence arrived and brushed him off, had an unsightly expression and no presence the entire time.
He watched helplessly as the young, noble man picked up the patient, and a group of people left the hospital in a grand procession.
Outside the hospital, the limited edition Lincoln Stretch Limousine attracted quite a bit of attention, but the man leading the way paid no heed to the curious gazes, boarding the car first under the bodyguards’ protection.
Enna Clark followed closely behind.
The sleeping little girl was carried into the car behind by Scott Harris, while Bobby, not wanting to be a third wheel, sat in the back car with Scott Harris.
The convoy quickly left the hospital.
Inside the car, the atmosphere was tense. Enna Clark, who peeked several times at the man sitting across from her, noticed that his lips were tightly pursed, clearly sulking.
She looked several times and finally couldn’t resist reaching out to touch him, "Baron Lawrence, are you angry?"
"No." The tall and suave man stared intently at the file in his hand, but Enna Clark could see clearly that he hadn’t turned a page since getting into the car! He must be angry; otherwise, how could he stare at the same page for so long?
Enna Clark was both amused and annoyed, giving him an accusing look, "Are you sure you’re not angry? Why do I feel like you’re just being childish and won’t admit it?"
The man’s dark hawk-like eyes suddenly moved away from the contract on his lap, fixating on her face with an imposing intensity.
Damn it, she actually called him childish!
Enna Clark was long accustomed to their interaction style, paying no mind to his ’fierce’ glare. She rested her hand on her stomach, teasing softly, "Baron Lawrence, your expression is so scary that even little glutinous rice got frightened."
"Little glutinous rice?"
"Yeah, your daughter." Enna Clark’s eyes curved in a soft smile, her fair profile seemed to glow with a halo, irresistibly infectious and calming, "I gave the little one a nickname. If it’s a girl, it’s little glutinous rice, and if it’s a boy, it’s little dumpling. What do you think, isn’t it cute?"
Baron Lawrence furrowed his brows tightly, noncommittal, "Just alright."
Enna Clark wasn’t pleased, "What’s just alright? I think it’s very cute. What do you think sounds better?"