Baron Lawrence's face tightened, and he said sternly, "You don't have to thank me. I've said it already, this is the last time. There won't be a next time!"
Nicholas Lawrence returned to his usual demeanor, calmly speaking, "Don't worry, I will take good care of her until she gets married."
He suddenly asked, "By the way, I'm going to meet the Oscar family this weekend. Do you want to come along?"
Baron Lawrence's thin lips pressed into a firm line, his expression cold, "I have plans this weekend, I can't make it."
Nicholas Lawrence wasn't someone who couldn't read the room. He knew that when he said he had plans, it wasn't true; he simply didn't want to go. Not insisting further, he replied stiffly, "Alright, fine."
As soon as the words were spoken, the atmosphere once again became silent and tense.
Nicholas Lawrence furrowed his brow, not knowing what to say at this moment.
