As soon as she reached the beach, Enna Clark was completely dumbfounded!
There was no candlelight dinner on the beach, no beverage beach chairs, but a small private helicopter with its propellers spinning!
The black aircraft had a white emblem-like pattern on its body, an emblem Enna had seen many times before, one that belonged to a certain individual's identity.
This helicopter was Baron Lawrence's!
Indeed, a tall figure jumped down from the helicopter and walked straight towards them, his stoic face breaking into a smile as he greeted, "Ms. Clark, Lord."
Scott Harris?
"Ready?" Baron Lawrence tightened his grip on Enna's hand.
With respectful hands clasped in front of him, Scott bowed, "Back to Lord, everything is ready. You and Ms. Clark can depart at any time."
"Where to?" Enna was utterly confused.
Scott's eyes held a smile as he said, "Miss, you'll know once you get on the plane."
He never thought Ms. Clark would win over the Baron so quickly.
