Baron Lawrence picked up his phone from the bedside table and glanced at the message on the screen.
It was sent from an unfamiliar number, but he'd seen this number before. It was Edward Jackson, Enna Clark's little uncle.
Why was Edward Jackson sending him a message?
Baron narrowed his eagle-like eyes and tapped to open the message.
"Enna's grandma wants to meet you. We've arrived in Linton City. Tomorrow morning at nine, Hatton Manor, see you there. Also, don't tell Enna about this."
The content was brief and the information clear, consistent with Edward Jackson's usual style.
Baron's dark eyes deepened as he fixed his gaze firmly on the message, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.
Is this what they call meeting the parents?
He'd heard the woman mention the Old Madam Habsden, and every time she spoke of her, it was with a tone of respect and closeness. Clearly, she regarded the Old Madam Habsden from the heart as her own family.
