Just like a thief, Enna Clark slid her gaze away immediately.
The moment she did, Baron Lawrence grew unhappy. He forcefully turned her neck towards him, spoke in a low voice, "If you want to look, look! What are you hiding from! Enna Clark, I will let you look at me!"
What a dominant and arrogant attitude!
Enna stopped hiding and straightforwardly looked into his eyes without blinking.
She only looked for a few seconds.
The man who had just forced her to turn around, turned her neck aside again, and changed his mind, "Never mind, you are not allowed to look at me!"
"..." Enna almost got a neck sprain from being turned around so much.
It seemed Baron Lawrence wasn't comfortable either not letting Enna look at him. He turned her neck back again, squinted his eagle-like eyes, and ordered, "You can look, but don't stare at me, and don't use that look!"
"What kind of look?" Enna genuinely didn't know what look she had given. She was just straightforwardly looking at him.