Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart-Chapter 1736 - 1726: One day I will prove to you that I am right

Skye Lawrence clenched her fist, oblivious to her nails digging into her flesh, her beautiful eyes fixed on the man’s rugged face, and said word by word, "One day I will prove to you that I am right!"

Nicholas Lawrence furrowed his brow, just about to remind her that if she made another mistake, he wouldn’t be able to protect her anymore.

But Skye didn’t give him a chance, grabbing her bag from the sofa, resuming her usual composed demeanor, and calmly said to Nicholas, "Dad, I’m leaving now."

Nicholas watched her walk out of the office, his hand gripping tightly onto the edge of his desk. His jawline was taut like a knife’s edge, yet he didn’t call her back.

The Old Master said something right, everyone must be responsible for their own actions. This time Skye was gravely mistaken, she needs a good awakening. Hopefully, after this warning from the Old Master, she’ll come to her senses.

...

Skye Lawrence walked out of Lawrence’s building amidst the whispering eyes around her.

She expressionlessly put on her sunglasses, masking the emotions on her face, and opened the car door.

The driver, having seen the press conference held by the Lawrence Family on the big screen outside, hesitated upon seeing her get in the car, and cautiously asked, "First Young Lady, where are we going next?"

"Back to Prestige City Elite."

"Yes."

The driver turned the car around and headed for the location she mentioned...

Prestige City Elite is one of the projects developed by Nicholas Lawrence, still one of the top real estate offerings in Country W.

After development, Nicholas reserved a suite in the best location and registered it in her name.

She rarely stayed in this suite before, so the public was unaware that she owned such a luxury residence.

Now all her other properties are surrounded by reporters outside.

Whenever she appears, those reporters swarm like vampires, trying to pry explosive stories from her. She is in no mood to deal with them now, nor does she want the spotlight on her.

Leaning back in the leather seat, Skye Lawrence recalled her conversation with Nicholas earlier, her heart filled with an indescribable discomfort.

She had regarded Nicholas as her father since childhood, even after discovering her true origins later, she still considered Nicholas as her father. But today...

Skye clenched her fist, suppressing the complex emotions brewing inside her.

When the car stopped downstairs, Skye stepped onto the high heels and went upstairs.

Aside from the elevator, as she took out the magnetic card from her bag, she saw a group of people standing at the door. Among them, a woman dressed exquisitely and stylishly stood at the center like the moon surrounded by stars, slightly raising her chin, she looked at Skye, smiled and said, "Ms. Lawrence."

Skye hesitated for a moment, but only for a moment, before reverting back to normal. She opened the door and let the group in.

She followed them in herself, naturally changed into slippers, and didn’t greet the noble lady. She directly stepped into the slippers, casually placed her bag aside, picked up a mug, and walked towards the water dispenser.

She filled the mug with water and took a sip to soothe her throat.

Then she heard the picky voice of the woman behind her, "Ignoring the guest and going to get water for yourself. Is this Ms. Lawrence’s way of hosting guests? Or does Ms. Lawrence look down upon me, dissatisfied with me, so she acts as if I don’t exist?"

Skye held the mug, turned around, her sharp, beautiful eyes fixated on her.

The noble lady felt uncomfortable being stared at so intensely by her gaze, but kept her chin up with the determination not to concede, and glared back.