Baron Lawrence didn't know what she was thinking, nor did he care what Miranda Lewis was thinking. To him, as long as Miranda obediently helped Enna Clark take on the danger, it was enough.
Her thoughts were not within his consideration!
He ran his finger over the mouse, concentrated on watching for a while, and suddenly lifted his head to command, "Get all the surveillance videos from the nearby stores, just the route from the hotel to the pharmacy, I want them now!"
"Yes, Young Master Lawrence."
The manager didn't dare to ask him what he wanted them for and immediately went out with the security personnel to handle it.
The people in the living room rushed out, and the room quickly emptied. Baron Lawrence leaned tiredly on the sofa, closed his eyes, and rubbed his nose with his fingers, relaxing for less than a minute. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he opened his eyes and asked, "Did you touch my phone?"
