Chapter 1192: Chapter 1192: By the Time You Realize the Danger, Itâs Too Late Chapter 1192: Chapter 1192: By the Time You Realize the Danger, Itâs Too Late He ran over to her place early in the morning, rushing there as if it were an emergency, just to bring her here for outdoor sniper training?
What kind of joke was that?
Enna Clark had learned shooting, horseback riding, fencing, and golf with the Habsden Family, but never such hardcore, real-life sniper training.
She was utterly dumbfounded.
What was the meaning of this training he had brought her to?
âDo you think Iâm joking? Change into this!â Baron Lawrence handed her a dark green T-shirt, placed it in front of her, then took one out for himself, and without any hesitationâdespite her still being thereâbegan to change.
Enna Clark suddenly caught sight of his beautiful Adonis belt and was torn between continuing to question him or turning around to let him finish changing.
Fortunately, Baron Lawrence was swift and decisive in his movements; he didnât require her to turn around at all and was done in just a moment. Then he picked up her clothes, his gaze dominating and intense, âDo you want to change yourself, or shall I help you?â
If it were up to him, he wouldnât mind helping her change!
Enna Clark imagined Baron Lawrence helping her change clothes and immediately snatched the clothes from his hand, hurriedly saying, âI can do it myself.â
Because her white blouse was somewhat see-through, she had worn a camisole underneath when she left the house. Now it came in handy; she could just remove the blouse and put on the dark green T-shirt directly. However, during the entire process, she felt the scrutiny of a strong gaze on her, as if she were being dissected.
She quickly finished changing, and that piercing gaze that seemed to devour her became less evident, âIâm done changing.â
Baron Lawrence took a deep breath, suppressing the heat rising in his lower abdomen.
Damn it!
Every time he faced Enna Clark, his self-control seemed insufficient!
Other women could strip naked in front of him, and he wouldnât feel a thing, but when she changed her clothes, he felt on the verge of losing control.
Enna Clark was unaware of his restraint and continued the conversation they had left unfinished, âBut I donât think I need any outdoor sniper training.â
She had no use for these skills; why go through such training?
Baron Lawrence fastened her belt and narrowed his eyes, his face filled with impatience, âBy the time you need it, itâll be too late!â
She was oblivious to the danger she was in.
He was going to be in Country S for ten days, and during his absence, it was far too dangerous for her to be alone.
If it werenât for her insistence on making that bet with the Old Man, he would have taken her with him, never leaving her alone here!
Baron Lawrenceâs expression turned icy.
Since he couldnât take her with him, the least he could do was ensure she wasnât devoid of any sense of danger.
Ignoring what Enna Clark was thinking, he grabbed her and marched out.
âThe rules of the outdoor training exercise are simple. Two teams start from either side of the forest, and whoever eliminates the opposition first wins.â
âSince itâs a training exercise and not real combat, we use blank rounds. Getting hit will only mark your clothes with color. If key areas of your clothing, such as the chest, get stained, youâre considered out. Do you understand?â
Enna Clark thought this sounded a bit like the CF game that Bobby used to play. It felt like he was describing a real-life version of that game. Having played it a few times with Bobby, she was familiar with it. When Baron Lawrence explained, she caught on immediately, âI understand.â
âTo ensure fairness, you can bring an extra person. Iâll have Scott Harris cover you. As long as you leave a mark on me, no matter where it is, you win!â
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