Chapitre 301: Chapter 301: A Bottle of Cooking Wine Worth 38,000

Enna Clark didn't know why, but she suddenly became nervous, took the phone, and just as she put it to her ear, she heard an unpleasant voice on the other end, "Enna, what are you dawdling for? Why aren't you answering the phone?"

Such an inconsiderate, unromantic, and straightforward way of speaking could only be Baron Lawrence!

Enna's shyness, which she had barely managed to muster, was swept away by his scolding, as she fought back with a silent retort, "As soon as Mr. Harris handed me the phone, I took it. Half a day? No way!"

"Enough with the nonsense! Get ready, I'll have Scott Harris send you to the company."

"What for? I thought you said you'd get me a leave of absence today?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, only to be followed by a man's angry, gritted-teeth growl, "I want to see you, is that not okay?!"

—I want to see you, is that not okay?!