But Renee Anderson knew very well that Baron Lawrence had no need to respect her.
In front of this man, she wasn't even as good as an ant. Now that he suspected her, he probably loathed her even more!
She quietly took a few deep breaths, forcing herself to look calmer. She pressed her lips together. "Didn't you see it when you just came in, President Lawrence?"
"All I saw was Adam Sinclair passing out." Baron Lawrence said coldly.
Renee said, "He drank too much, he was drunk. I'd originally wanted to take him home. But he seemed really uncomfortable, so I found an Apartment nearby. After that, we had sex. He was exhausted plus drunk, he didn't pass out."
This excuse was airtight.
