Baron Lawrence followed the direction of her gaze and immediately noticed the tall, distinguished woman. Who else could it be but Skye Lawrence?
Today, Skye was wearing a cuhlch suit dress, as exquisitely tailored as always. Her slender legs and well-maintained figure complemented each other flawlessly. Combined with her strikingly beautiful face that did not lose its commanding presence, her aura as a powerful woman was overwhelmingly apparent, turning heads in amazement at first glance.
Skye first glanced at Enna Clark, then her gaze quickly swept over the hands they were holding, her eyebrows slightly furrowing imperceptibly before she looked away. Lifting her head, she addressed the cold, imposing man, "Baron, talk to me."
It was by no means a tone of negotiation!
Baron Lawrence's hawk-like eyes gave her a deep look, his lips parting slightly, "Ten minutes."
He also had things he wanted to ask her.
