"Yes, Young Master Lyle visited Young Madam this afternoon and even had coffee with her alone," Scott Harris said in a steady voice, deliberately omitting the fact that Bobby was also with them.
As expected...
The proud man's eyes were sinister, his handsome face darkening as if it were about to drip water. He clenched his fists and growled at him, "Damn it, you let them have coffee alone? Why didn't you follow them?"
Scott Harris bent down respectfully, answering calmly, "Because Young Master Lyle would not harm Young Madam, and I was outside, able to see what was happening inside."
"Young Madam also didn't ask me to follow."
Enna Clark didn't let him follow, so he didn't?!
Baron Lawrence's temples were tense with anger, glaring at him as if he could bore a hole right through him.
