Chapter 999 Punching the Cotton

Chapter 999: Chapter 999: Punching the Cotton Chapter 999: Chapter 999: Punching the Cotton Enna Clark calmly raised an eyebrow and, regaining her composure, picked up the teacup she had just set down and spoke, “Whether it’s suitable or not actually depends on who is drinking the tea. To a connoisseur, only spring water should be paired with Big Red Robe Tea, but to someone who doesn’t understand, any tea tastes the same, with no difference. The specific water pairing for the tea is a requirement imposed on it by the person who brews and drinks the tea. In reality, the tea itself has no such demands.”

Old Master Lawrence squinted his eyes, as Enna’s seemingly simple words skillfully deflected the challenge he had thrown at her right back to him.

Requirements imposed by the tea drinker, huh?

Ah, that’s interesting.

“How long does Ms. Clark plan to stay here?” Old Master Lawrence cut to the chase, clearly signalling her to leave.

The housekeeper secretly perspired on behalf of Enna Clark.

Enna wasn’t as surprised, shocked, or at a loss as one might expect, she even dared to look directly into Old Master Lawrence’s eyes and said, “How long does Grandpa want me to stay?”

Old Master Lawrence hadn’t expected that under such circumstances she could meet his gaze squarely and throw back the awkward, difficult question at him. A flicker of surprise flashed through his eyes before he stated, “I have not prepared a guest room for you.”

It was already afternoon. Not preparing a guest room meant she should leave immediately, right?

Enna said calmly, “There’s no need to bother, Baron Lawrence and I can squeeze in together.”

Not only did Old Master Lawrence falter upon hearing her reply, but so did the housekeeper.

The Old Lord was clearly driving her away; could it be that Ms. Clark didn’t catch that?

Of course, Enna had caught on, but since she had come, she couldn’t possibly leave Baron Lawrence behind and walk away. Moreover, her purpose was to face everything together with Baron Lawrence and to share the burden. Ideally, she wanted to change Old Master Lawrence’s preconceived notions about her.

Without having achieved anything, how could she possibly beat a hasty retreat?

Old Master Lawrence’s remarks were indeed challenging, but having been a radio host, Enna had handled far more difficult and embarrassing situations. One of the essential lessons for a radio host was how to dismiss others’ challenges with a light touch.

She wouldn’t back down just because of a few words, a few questions!

“I heard Grandpa likes jade, and I’ve always been collecting in this area. This time I came in such a hurry that I didn’t bring anything else with me. I’ll have someone send some to Grandpa another day.” She naturally changed the subject and took another sip of the Big Red Robe Tea, “The Big Red Robe Tea made with spring water is indeed delicious.”

She relaxed her brows and flashed a playful smile, “However, I think that trying to brew it with tap water occasionally might result in a different flavor. After all, how can you know you don’t like something if you don’t give it a try?”

Having finished her piece, Enna stood up and politely bowed, “Thank you for the tea, Grandpa. Baron Lawrence is still on an IV Drip; I’m not at ease leaving him alone, so I’ll head back now.”

Old Master Lawrence felt as though his forceful punch had hit cotton. He gazed at Enna Clark deeply, as if seeing her for the first time, and his shrewd eyes narrowed, “Hmm, go ahead.”

Enna had obliviously turned his effort to send her away back on him, and he certainly couldn’t really have some bodyguards pick her up and throw her out.

Since she was playing ignorant, for now, he would have to let it pass.

Apparently, he would have to think of another way to send her away.

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