Enna Clark silently lit two candles in her heart for Adam Sinclair, pursed her lips, and gave him a glance, "Baron Lawrence, you wouldn't be mad at Young Master Sinclair, would you?"
The person who was looking at the document set down the contract in his hand, his handsome face became more serious, and he said sternly to her, "I hate anyone who might hurt you!"
"What if today it wasn't Gigi who fell, but you got hurt. Have you thought about what would happen if you fell down the stairs?"
Enna Clark hesitated for a moment, waved her hand wanting to explain to him, "It wouldn't have happened. Bobby was always protecting me well in front of me. Gigi didn't fall because someone pushed her; she was just startled and accidentally slipped. Things aren't as serious as you think, both Gigi and I are fine..."
"Well, what if you were the one who got startled and accidentally slipped!" He didn't seem to listen to her words at all!
