Enna Clark remained calm, completely ignoring the murderous intent in his dark eagle eyes. Her fair face was gentle and peaceful, exuding a serene and soft aura that made people naturally perceive a kind of tranquil grace in her, "I didn't see anything, but if you want to, you can ask Grandpa first to see if he'll knock out your teeth."
"Grandpa? You mean the old man?" Baron Lawrence pressed his thin lips, not knowing what he thought of, as a hint of harshness flashed through his eyes, "What does the old man want calling you so late at night?"
Enna Clark, separated by the screen, didn't see the fleeting change in his expression, and spoke truthfully, "Nothing, it was the Housekeeper who called to say Grandpa invited me to have dinner tomorrow."
"The old man inviting you to dinner? Don't go!"
