Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 298: Chapter 298: Stand Up For Enna Clark!

As soon as they walked in,

They attracted the attention of the majority in the office.

Thea Wood and her companions were the beautiful hosts of the late-night slot; men naturally admired them with salivating gazes, while women mostly held an air of disdain.

Tiffany Clifford couldn’t stand their posturing and showy manners every morning. She glanced in Baron Lawrence’s direction and sneered.

Tsk, another performance from the sly foxes now that the president is here.

She swept her eyes over the empty seat belonging to Enna Clark, feeling somewhat worried.

Strange, why hasn’t Enna come to work yet today?

Baron Lawrence had been waiting for them to arrive. Once they did, his sharp eyes locked onto the group led by Thea Wood.

“Lord, it’s them,” Scott Harris reminded him quietly.

The finger that Baron Lawrence had been tapping on the table came to an abrupt halt – a storm was brewing.

Thea Wood and her group were unaware of any imminent danger; they were secretly pleased that the president was looking their way, fantasizing about strutting their stuff on a runway. “Lock them all in the bathroom!”

Every word dripped with menace!

With a sweep of his gaze, Scott Harris signalled to a dozen security guards who swiftly grabbed Thea Wood and the others, pushing and shoving them towards the bathroom.

Caught in the midst of their dreams about winning the president’s heart, they were startled by the sudden rough handling and struggled in confusion.

“What are you doing?”

“What are you doing?”

“Let go, don’t pull me!”

“Are you crazy, what are you doing!”

“Push them in!” came Baron Lawrence’s icy command.

Everyone on the office floor looked at each other in confusion, wondering what on earth was going on. What was the matter with the president?

Only Scott Harris knew what had happened, and what was about to happen next.

He looked on impassively as the suicidal women were shoved into the bathroom, each locked into a separate stall. The door was then barricaded from the outside, leaving them trapped just like Ms. Clark had been.

Then, the security guards, needing no further instructions, took buckets filled with ice-cold water and poured them down onto the women from above!

“Splash-

Piercing screams echoed from the bathroom.

Thea Wood and the others were in a terrible state; they kept banging on the stall doors, screaming at the top of their lungs, “Let me out!”

“Let me out now!”

Another bucket of icy water was poured, ice cubes hitting her head, as she stumbled to escape, she let out a chilling scream, “Ah!”

For a moment, the bathroom was filled with screams, cursing, and pleas for mercy…

The office floor was deathly quiet.

No one dared to ask what was going on. Everyone kept their heads down, fearing that such misfortune might befall them next, and didn’t dare to utter a word.

“Enough, I was wrong, I was wrong, President Lawrence, I was wrong.” Being the smartest and quickest to react, Thea Wood understood what she had done wrong after being drenched by two buckets of water. Although she didn’t know why the president was interested in this matter, she was the first to admit her mistake, “President Lawrence, I was wrong. I will never dare do it again.” Don’t dare to do it again?

Each time Baron Lawrence thought about the fragile and humiliated state of Enna Clark when he found her last night, he felt a murderous rage.

If it weren’t for his rule of not hitting women, did she think she would just be locked in the bathroom and drenched with icy water?

The temperature in the office dropped precipitously!

“Lock them in there for six hours! Once the time’s up, let them pack their bags and get lost! Also, Scott Harris!”

‘Yes, Lord?”

“Spread the word, tell everyone else – anyone who dares to employ these women will be crossing me, Baron Lawrence!”