Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart-Chapter 560 - : Fortunately, She Dropped Out of School Five Years Ago
Chapter 560: Chapter 560: Fortunately, She Dropped Out of School Five Years Ago
“Enna Clark, I’m really glad now that you dropped out of school because of your pregnancy five years ago. And I’m glad you have such a group of extraordinary family members.” He said seriously, his hawk-like eyes deep, “If it weren’t for that, I really doubt if you would still be by my side all the time.”
Thankfully, she had gotten pregnant with Bobby five years ago, and voluntarily broke her wings.
In order to take care of Bobby, she didn’t have time for university, nor could she fully commit herself to work, and since she had Jacob Clark’s people dragging her down, she couldn’t fly. Otherwise, with her level of determination, given the opportunity, he believed she could soar to the sky!
By then, what would she need him for if she became independent?
Baron Lawrence already knew her thoughts completely, without wasting time. “As for helping your grandpa with the nursing home change, I’ll have Scott Harris take care of it. You just wire the money to the nursing home then,” he said. As for how much the nursing home would charge, she would have no say! Besides, she didn’t know how much a nursing home should charge anyway.
“Which casino town is your cousin involved with?”
The underworld forces in Yluria Country were thriving, with Westbrook Family being the most powerful. Almost all of the crime industries were monopolized by people from the Westbrook Family.
If Miranda Lewis got into trouble with a casino town belonging to the Westbrook Family, things wouldn’t be so easy to resolve.
Because the Westbrook Family was already in turmoil internally, ever since Logan Westbrook was ambushed and shot, he has been in the Intensive Care Unit at the hospital, his condition unknown. Logan had two sons, the older one, 38 years old, had been representing the Westbrook Family as the heir, managing some of the family’s internal affairs. Over the years, for some unknown reason, Logan’s younger son had rarely been in the news, seemingly pushed out of the family’s power circle. But two months ago, Lyle Westbrook suddenly returned to the Westbrook Family, forcefully reorganized the old subordinates, and gradually formed a confrontational force with his older brother.
As for Lyle Westbrook, he didn’t yet have complete information. All he knew was that Lyle had a young girl with him who called him Dad, but he had never heard of Lyle having a woman.
He knew Logan’s older son through business dealings. If the casino town Miranda got into trouble with was under Logan’s older son’s control, then it’d be easy to resolve the issue.
However, if it was controlled by the newly returned Lyle, it would be more troublesome.
“Mana.”
Mana? Baron Lawrence grabbed his phone from the table and said to her, “Give me a moment, I’ll check.”
“Okay.”
He walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows and made a call. In a blink of an eye, he found out what was going on. His thin lips formed a straight line!
Enna’s cousin was courting death, messing with a casino town under Lyle Westbrook’s control. Her boyfriend was one of Logan’s older son’s men, and Logan’s older son wanted to take Lyle down in front of the elders by exploiting the casino’s losses. However, they didn’t know that Lyle had long discovered the mole and was lying in wait, ready to catch both the culprit and the loot.
So, it wasn’t just about whether the money could be returned or not.
Baron Lawrence rubbed his temple. He remembered that Emilia Goldsmith seemed to have a complicated relationship with Lyle Westbrook…It seemed that he’d need her to help out with Enna’s cousin’s issue. Of course, in return, if she needed his assistance, he would help her solve equally troublesome matters.
After thinking for a bit, Baron Lawrence dialed Emilia Goldsmith’s number.
In a short while, the call was answered. The background noise sounded chaotic. “Well, the sun has risen in the west since you’ve actually called me. What’s the matter?”
“Can you do me a favor?”
Three minutes later, he hung up the phone.
