"Accept it."
Enna Clark always felt that Old Master Lawrence looked at her as if he was seeing someone else through her. She wasn't sure who Old Master Lawrence saw, but she understood his intention.
Without being pretentious, Enna Clark gracefully accepted the gift and sincerely said, "Thank you, Grandpa."
Old Master Lawrence nodded and started asking about Bobby's studies again.
At this moment, Baron Lawrence quietly stood up and left.
The housekeeper followed him out of the living room.
"Young Master."
"Where's Skye Lawrence?" Baron Lawrence, with long legs and broad shoulders, stood tall and proud, rushing straight to the point without unnecessary talk.
The housekeeper had only come out with him after receiving a subtle signal from Baron Lawrence's eyes, and didn't expect him to ask this right away.
He hesitated for a moment and asked, "What is the Young Master looking for Ms. Skye for?"
