Enna Clark really wanted to slap him twice.
He's the chick, the whole family is a chick!
No, his whole family only includes Bobby.
Enna Clark was so angry she took a deep breath, feeling a bit overwhelmed.
Baron Lawrence saw she hadn't immediately countered his words, and he directly took it as her agreeing with him. His noble brows relaxed slightly, and his thin lips lifted again, "It's decided, we'll send him to the Military District for training during the summer vacation."
"I haven't..." She didn't finish saying she hadn't agreed.
Her plate was piled with a lot of steak again, "Seeing you eat so quickly, I'll share my portion with you. Next time, I'll make more."
His mood was so pleasant you could describe it as a spring breeze.
Enna Clark stared blankly at the steak she had painstakingly whittled down to a little suddenly growing again. Her mouth twitched; she had thoughts of dying.
"Baron Lawrence, I..."
She was already full.
She had been full since this morning.
