Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 772: Chapter 772: In the future, do not dance with any man other than me

“No?”

Who else did she want to dance with then?

Nathan Harris?

Baron Lawrence’s anger burned within him when he thought about how Enna Clark had almost danced with another man just now!

His powerful arm clamped around Enna’s waist, as he took her hand in his, assuming the elegant waltz starting position.

A special band played live music at the banquet, as the smooth piano accompanied the elegant violin melody, creating a beautiful waltz.

Enna took a deep breath, not knowing what to do or where to put her hands as she had been a year ago when facing such a scene. As the first piano note sounded, she uplifted her mouth corner, following the melody, naturally keeping pace with Baron Lawrence’s steps and starting to dance.

Each of her poses and movements was perfect in terms of etiquette, seamlessly complimenting the proud man.

Spins, dips, turns – she was like a blooming flower, pleasing to behold.

Jacob Clark watched his daughter gracefully waltz with the Baron of the dance floor, feeling as though he was meeting her for the first time!

The dance ended.

Baron Lawrence’s arm tightened, suddenly pulling her into his embrace. He lowered his head, his blazing gaze focused on her as if she was the only person in the room — like a prince from a fairy tale. But when he spoke, all the romantic feelings were gone!

“Enna, you’re not allowed to dance with any other men from now on — don’t even dance at public events!”

“…Why?”

Because he didn’t know that she had secretly learned to waltz so well! If he had known, he would never have invited her for that dance, with so many men’s eyes on her!

Baron Lawrence subtly used his body to block most of their gazes, saying irritably, “There’s no reason. You just can’t. If you want to dance, you can only do it at home with me!”

Total authoritarianism!

Enna, “…”

She didn’t say anything, and Baron Lawrence took her silence as consent. He released her waist and casually took her hand, leading her out, “Let’s go, time to go home.”

“Um, are we leaving now?”

The charity banquet hadn’t even started, and they should at least stay for a while to keep up appearances, right? Especially him — he couldn’t just leave immediately after arriving; it would be too disrespectful.

“Do you plan on spending the night here?” Baron Lawrence never intended to give them face; he wouldn’t have even come tonight if Enna hadn’t run off here without a word. In his opinion, his having shown up and stayed briefly was more than enough. There was no need to stick around. Besides, who knew what other men might try to hit on her if they stayed? He paused, then added impatiently, “Tobias is at home waiting for you to eat. If you don’t go back, he won’t eat.”

Enna hesitated at first, but upon hearing his words, she followed him out despite feeling awkward.

Jacob Clark watched them leave and suddenly snapped back to reality.

No! Enna represented Rhine, and he had to talk to her!

He hurried after them, only to see the silver Maybach speeding away —

His face turned ugly as he paced back and forth by the entrance before finally taking out his phone and calling his secretary, “Get in touch with Rhine again and tell them I must meet with their representative!”

“But…”

“There are no buts! I don’t care what method you use; just convey my message. I must meet their representative. If they’re too busy, I’ll personally wait for them at their office!”