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Chapter 2985: Chapter 2994: You Don’t Even Have a First Love
But Bobby reacted quickly and immediately stepped in front of them, pushing the person away, leaving Renee no chance to approach Olivia.
She saw clearly at the time that Bobby didn’t use much force. It was that woman who deliberately stumbled and fell down the stairs, and then Gigi was bleeding. She couldn’t care about so much, so she and Olivia quickly sent the person to the emergency room and called Scott Harris.
Thinking of this, Enna Clark raised her head, concerned and questioning, "By the way, Baron Lawrence. What’s up with Renee Anderson? Is she pregnant? Is it Adam Sinclair’s child?"
"No." Mentioning Renee, Baron’s handsome face quickly turned cold, making an effort to control his temper and recounted Renee’s antics during this time without scaring her.
Enna Clark listened, dumbfounded, "Are you saying she drugged... Young Master Sinclair? That’s just... too outrageous!"
She had only heard of men drugging women, never of a woman going to drug a man.
And that Renee, she heard, was Adam’s first love, seemed like quite a proud woman, yet the actions she took were so shocking.
Baron Lawrence continued soothing her belly unconcernedly, looking down, "It’s quite normal, there are plenty of women around Adam who want to drug him. He’s just stupid for falling for it."
Hearing his tone, Enna knew he was shifting his anger onto Adam because of Gigi’s accidental injury, helplessly defending Adam with a few words, "You can’t blame Young Master Sinclair for this. After all, no one could have guessed the other party would have such deep schemes, using Young Master Sinclair’s friend’s invitation to lure someone out, bribing the bartender to drug the drink. It’s hard to guard against such situations, right?"
"Who says?" Baron’s hawk-like eyes narrowed, "I wouldn’t fall for it!"
If he discovered he was drugged, his first reaction definitely wouldn’t be to call, but to kick the coquettish woman in the chest.
Kicking one down counts as one!
Enna Clark’s mouth twitched twice, "You don’t count."
His behavioral pattern is entirely willful, all based on his own happiness, without considering others’ dignity. So he cannot be counted in normal circumstances.
"What do you mean I don’t count!" Just a moment ago, his handsome face turned dark, seemingly displeased.
Enna Clark quickly grabbed his hand, coaxing, "I mean you surely wouldn’t encounter what happened to Young Master Sinclair, you have no ex-girlfriend, and no first love girlfriend either."
His ex-girlfriend + first love + current girlfriend is all her!
Thinking of this, Enna Clark felt sweet in her heart, her brows and eyes curving like crescent moons, "So I feel I’m very lucky."
Her sweet smile was like poison, almost making him lose control. Baron Lawrence’s throat bobbed, struggling to control his desire for her. He wrapped his arms around her waist tightly, trapping her firmly in his embrace, his thin lips pressing down without mercy, "You only realize you’re lucky now?"
Oh, you proud ghost!
Enna Clark raised her mouth, softly saying, "No, I’ve known for a long time that I’m very lucky. Who told you to like me?"
The last sentence ended with a slight upward lilt, carrying a hint of pride, sounding like a young girl who is clearly someone constantly cherished and pampered.
Baron Lawrence stared at her full, opening, and closing red lips, his gaze deepening inch by inch, without hesitation bending down, sealing her alluring lips—
Damn it, is she deliberately seducing him today! If she asks for trouble herself, she can’t blame him for not restraining himself!