Chapter 1794 - 1784: Throwing Oneself Into Someone’s Arms
Chapter 1794: Chapter 1784: Throwing Oneself Into Someone’s Arms
Baron Lawrence went to the doctor’s office to thoroughly understand Old Master Lawrence’s current health situation with a group of experts. He arranged for Scott Harris to stay at the hospital and keep an eye on this group of experts before leaving the hospital.
The driver was already waiting outside the hospital and immediately opened the car door for him, "President Lawrence, please get in."
Baron Lawrence bent down and got into the car.
The spacious Lincoln sofa was soft, the facilities luxurious, truly a top-notch luxury car among luxury cars. He took out a notebook from the side, not lifting his head, and said to the driver, "To Prestige City Elite."
"Yes, President Lawrence."
Emilia Goldsmith’s birthday party was held at Prestige City Elite.
As a top socialite’s 29th birthday party, Emilia Goldsmith’s birthday party this time was grand. Besides inviting some celebrities, people from both political and business circles attended.
Reporters, Paparazzi moved out at the sound of it.
Those who knew understood this was a birthday party, those who didn’t might have thought it was some sort of peak forum. Otherwise, where would so many luxury cars and so many prominent figures come from to attend?
Baron Lawrence’s Lincoln discreetly drove into Prestige City Elite, and from the moment his car entered this affluent area, reporters had set their sights on it.
The car smoothly drove to a stop in front of Emilia Goldsmith’s English-style luxury mansion at Prestige City Elite.
Emilia Goldsmith’s birthday party was indeed splendid; even the front of the mansion was covered with a red carpet, with various meticulously dressed men and women walking in hand in hand.
Baron Lawrence stepped out of the car with his long legs; he was extremely impatient with such occasions, exuding a Siberian chill all over as he walked in...
Halfway through, suddenly, a woman walking not far beside him exclaimed, and fell toward him.
The speed of that person was too fast; it was more like a lunge than a fall.
Baron Lawrence was caught off guard, being lunged at him accurately.
A pungent scent of perfume hit him.
He frowned fiercely!
Damn it!
The woman was unaware that she had already been disliked. She timed it right, leaning against today’s ’target person’, desperately concealing the excitement and thrill in her eyes, seemingly frightened, with her head slightly raised, revealing her slender neck and her model-worthy good figure, looking innocent and helpless, "I-I’m sorry... my foot twisted, it wasn’t intentional, sorry..."
Saying this, she pretended to stand up, but appeared to have sprained her ankle, looking awkward and helpless.
"Sorry... I..."
Generally, men facing such accidental, tender embrace, where the woman was embarrassed temporarily unable to stand steady, would mostly instinctively act heroically to save the beauty.
She had calculated this point, hence had been waiting in the car for the target.
Originally, she intended to fall on a bigwig from the political business realm. However, the moment she saw the man appearing as dazzling as a star, she changed her mind.
She recognized the getting out man’s identity at a glance.
It was Baron Lawrence!
The heir to the Lawrence Corporation, whether in appearance or net worth, wealth, he was ten thousand times better than those old and fat political business bigwigs.
The crucial point is she saw the news and heard that this diamond-grade man had already broken up with the Habsden Family’s daughter.
What does this mean?
It means he is now single!
Back then, when the Habsden Family’s daughter was still a poor and penniless illegitimate daughter, he saw her. She considered herself better in body and looks than the Habsden Family’s daughter; as long as she seizes the opportunity, she too could become the next woman who flies up to the high branches!