Chapter 2318: Chapter 2327: Gave a Check
From the first moment he laid eyes on that man, he knew Enna Clarkâs Little Uncle was no ordinary person.
But he never expected Edward Jackson to have such influence in the dark web, even going so far as to control its most lucrative business single-handedly.
It felt as though a huge stone was pressing on his chest, and he couldnât describe his feelings at this moment.
Edward Jackson was indeed formidable, but his prowess was like a sword hanging over Enna Clarkâs neck, plunging her into endless danger...
Baron Lawrence secretly clenched his fists, his temples gently throbbing.
He didnât know what Edward Jackson was thinking or how he planned to protect Enna Clark. But for sure, he would protect this woman, and any business, no matter what, he would not let Enna Clark face any danger.
If that business endangered Enna Clark, he wouldnât do it, no matter how much money it made!
To the doctor, Baron Lawrence seemed to be âasleep.â The doctor tentatively leaned closer to the manâs ear and lightly called, "President Lawrence?"
Baron Lawrenceâs thoughts were interrupted by his persistent noise, and he opened his eyes with a swift motion, his pitch-black, murderous gaze immediately landing on him.
Just one glance.
It scared the doctor enough to turn pale and take a step back, and he stammered in explanation, "Sorry, President Lawrence, Iâve called you several times, but you didnât respond. I thought you were asleep, so I wanted to... try to call you again. To, to inform the family outside."
He was scared to death; why did President Lawrence look at him with such a murderous gaze?
He had just called out a few times as usual.
The murderous intent in Baron Lawrenceâs eyes gradually retracted, but when he saw the doctorâs face, he became even more irritated, "Is it done yet?"
The doctor couldnât understand what he had done to offend this man but answered honestly, "Yes, Iâve rebandaged you."
He repeated the precautions he had previously told Baron Lawrence, and lastly, he added, "President Lawrence, this is already the second time youâve torn open the wound, and it would be better to be more careful, so the wound doesnât split open again. If it keeps opening this way, it will be harder and harder to heal. Gunshot wounds tend to burn the flesh and bone more than other wounds, making them harder to heal. If President Lawrence continues to tear the wound as it starts to scab, it will become even harder to heal..."
Despite his fear, the doctor didnât forget his duty and professionally repeated all the necessary reminders to Baron Lawrence.
Baron Lawrenceâs spirit was already preoccupied with what Rupert Harris had said about the dark web, and he paid no attention to the doctorâs warnings, his mind filled with Enna Clark.
Once the doctor finished speaking, he finally frowned, impatiently saying, "Finished talking?"
The tone was anything but pleasant.
Within a short hour, the doctor had been scared too many times, and his face turned pale, "Yes, all done."
Baron Lawrence glanced at him, wondering why he was trembling, and tossed the check onto his sofa. Before leaving, he didnât forget to warn him again, "Scott Harris should have told you, the matter of my coming to you for a dressing change today is to be kept secret. If youâre wise, youâd better keep your mouth shut."
"Rest assured, President Lawrence, I know nothing."
Baron Lawrence turned and pulled open the door, and left...
Once he left, the doctor dared to pick up the check on the sofa, and upon seeing the amount, he instantly felt that his fear and worry over the past hour were worth it.
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