Chapter 1342: Then I'll Wait Till My Next Life

Enna Clark didn't flinch under his sharp, penetrating gaze. She maintained her previous action as naturally as if there were stars hidden in her eyes, which involuntarily reminded people of the meteor shower that night.

The stern man couldn't sustain his tense expression any longer, his eyes shifted away again, and he released her wrist, "I don't like you!"

Having said that, he flung his hand away and turned back to his swivel chair.

Startled by his rejection, Enna first paused, then seeing his stern face, expressionless, it seemed more like he was the one who had been turned down.

For some reason, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

She walked over unhurriedly and stood in front of him, pressing him, "Why?"

Damn it, was this woman's skin made of city walls!

Baron Lawrence's brows furrowed as if they could kill a fly, his thin lips pressed together briefly, "What why?"