By this time, Baron Lawrence had already exited the car, naturally taking her hand. His handsome face was stern and aristocratic as he spoke with a quiet, deep voice, "Let's go."
"Okay."
Enna Clark followed his pace and entered the hospital.
The further they went inside, the stronger her sense of foreboding became.
This was because, apart from the many luxury cars and several bodyguards outside the hospital, there were even more bodyguards inside the corridors. The deeper they went, the stricter the security seemed, as if something major had happened!
In the Lawrence Family, apart from Old Master Lawrence, she couldn't think of anyone else whose hospitalization would warrant such heavy bodyguard protection.
But she had just seen the Old Master in the morning, hadn't she?
He had even eaten the Tomato and Egg Noodles she had prepared.
At that time, although the Old Master looked tired, he certainly didn't seem to be in a condition that warranted hospitalization.
