Bab 1181: Chapter 1181: Old Master Lawrence's Thunderous Tactics

In Lawrence Castle.

Two luxury cars arrived almost simultaneously. The person who got out of the fiery red Ferrari first caught everyone's eye; dressed in leather from head to toe, she exuded an impressive and striking aura.

The door to the Bentley also opened, and the Female Officer busily assisted the occupant, careful not to let her bump against the car frame, "Your Highness, please be careful."

Scarlett stepped out of the car with a smile, her delicate face beaming with the freshness of spring, clearly in a good mood.

Skye Lawrence's piercing gaze swept over her, her red lips curling into a sneer, as if watching a child's playacting, she coldly said, "Princess, you should watch fewer TV series in the future, lest your brain gets waterlogged."

"What do you mean by that?" Scarlett felt insulted without provocation and immediately pressed for an explanation, clearly unable to contain her annoyance.