Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart-Chapter 909 03-25 - : Isn’t It a Sudden Heart Attack?

Chapter 909 -909: Isn’t It a Sudden Heart Attack?

Lyle Westbrook confirmed that the little girl in his arms was not frightened, then lifted his gaze, “No need.”

It was right at this moment.

A man hurried in, “Young Master Lyle, I’ve found out.”

It was the driver from before.

Lyle Westbrook, holding the little girl in his arms, glanced at him, signaling him to continue.

The driver didn’t beat around the bush and shared what he had discovered, “The person Young Master Lawrence was looking for is named Gigi.”

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The little girl in Lyle Westbrook’s arms heard her name and instinctively looked over, her tender little mouth excitedly repeating, “Gigi… Gigi… Gigi…”

What was initially a five-percent doubt now gained confirmation, and Lyle Westbrook pursed his lips tightly…

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Meanwhile, Enna Clark was still unaware that she had just missed Gigi.

She hurried back to the hospital, and as soon as she entered the ward, she was pulled into a firm embrace, “Why are you back so soon? Are you alright?”

The strong scent of male hormones and the familiar sharp mint aroma, she didn’t need to look up to know who it was, “I’m fine.”

Baron Lawrence furrowed his brows, looking suspiciously into her eyes, “Wasn’t it a sudden heart attack?”

Enna Clark knew that if she told him about the Old Lady’s attempt to set her up on a date, he would definitely be angry. So she conveniently skipped over the matchmaking incident and said, “My grandma didn’t have a heart attack, she just wanted to see me and made up an excuse.”

Damn, using such an excuse at this time, did the woman think Enna Clark’s heart wasn’t under enough stress! Baron Lawrence was displeased, but he restrained himself; no matter what, that was Enna’s relative. With a dark expression, he said begrudgingly, “As long as you’re alright.”

Enna Clark understood his personality too well, knowing he was certainly upset inside. She patted the back of his hand and asked, “Baron Lawrence, have you found anything?”

“We found out she went to a gambling den.”

A gambling den equated to an underground marketplace.

Hearing her speculation had come true, Enna Clark held her breath and asked, “Then what?”

A cold glint flickered in Baron Lawrence’s eyes as he forcefully controlled his emotions, “I had people check the gambling den. It seems the police had just raided the place, and there was no word of a child being found.”

“That’s impossible, right?” Where was Gigi then, where did she go?

“There is a stretch of road without surveillance cameras from the gambling den to the next place she was spotted. By the time she appeared at the next location, she no longer had the child with her. Now it’s unclear whether she hid Gigi at the gambling den or somewhere along the way.”

Hiding her was a positive way to put it—the negative way to say it was…

Enna Clark’s complexion suddenly turned deathly pale.

She couldn’t help but clench her fists tightly, not daring to consider that possibility, her eyes wavering as she said, “I’m going to help check the surveillance.”

Baron Lawrence saw her face, which had just regained a bit of color, turn pale again, as if she had been punched hard!

He grabbed her wrist and didn’t let go.

Enna Clark, her thoughts in turmoil, struggled a bit, but couldn’t break free. Biting her lower lip, she said, “Baron Lawrence, let me go, I need to check the surveillance.”

“I won’t let go!”

“Baron Lawrence!” She was frantic, and her tone was rather poor due to the oppressive and heavy emotions.

She had just uttered that sharply.

When her lips were sealed.

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A tempest-like passionate kiss ensued, his tongue probing directly into her mouth, claiming every inch of her breath like a conqueror…

Enna Clark was caught off guard by the forceful kiss; before she could react, it was as if punishingly her tongue was bitten.

The next second, the fierce man kissing her let go of her shoulders.