Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart-Chapter 616 - : Take out my whip.

Chapter 616: Chapter 616: Take out my whip.

“I’m here today only to tell you this, as for the rest, do whatever you want. If you want to get engaged, then do it. If I refuse to marry, marry whoever you’ve arranged!”

As he finished speaking, he turned to leave.

Old Master Lawrence, usually composed, finally showed a crack in his demeanor. His ancient eyes narrowed sharply, and he forcefully knocked his dragon-head cane on the ground, “Insolence!”

In response, Baron Lawrence didn’t look back!

For the first time in his life, Old Master Lawrence had been so openly challenged. His face darkened instantly, and he commanded in a deep voice, “Close the door! I didn’t say anyone could leave, let me see who dares to!”

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More than a dozen bodyguards quickly surrounded him. The villa’s door slammed shut with a thud!

“Move aside!”

Baron Lawrence’s face darkened. He pushed the bodyguards blocking his way and reached for the doorknob, only to find the door was locked from the outside.

Damn it, Enna was still waiting for him to come home for dinner! He couldn’t stay stuck here!

His handsome brow furrowed in a ruthless arc. Just when Old Master Lawrence thought he’d back down and compromise, he did something unexpected. He delivered a violent kick to the door, clearly intending to break it open!

Old Master Lawrence was furious and ordered the bodyguards, “Grab him!”

At first, the bodyguards were hesitant to actually stop Baron Lawrence due to his status. But, given the direct order from Old Master Lawrence, they didn’t hold back and reached out to grab him who was kicking the door, “Lord, please do not resist…”

Before they could finish their sentence, Baron Lawrence shook them off, his defiance ran deep and chilled to the bone, “Get off!”

Old Master Lawrence’s anger was initially at three out of ten. It now flared up to seven out of ten, “Enough with the talking, grab him!”

“Yes.”

The bodyguards stopped being polite, and a serious look entered their eyes.

Baron Lawrence understood that he needed to settle things with these men before he could leave. He unbuttoned and rolled up his sleeves, revealing a strong arm. His gaze was stern and deadly, “Let me see who’s capable!”

He threw the first punch, hit the closest bodyguard’s face, and tackled the other guards who’d intended to assist.

More than a dozen bodyguards weren’t pushovers and surrounded him.

Baron Lawrence’s close combat skills were brutal and efficient. However, he wasn’t just dealing with one or two people, but dozens. All of them were professionally trained bodyguards with remarkable abilities. After a few rounds, none of the bodyguards could grab him, but he had also been slightly injured.

He was panting heavily, with injuries on his waist and abdomen. Tiny beads of cold sweat trickled down from his forehead…

The stand-off continued.

Just as Baron Lawrence kicked away the toughest bodyguard, the other guards became increasingly wary of him. They didn’t dare rush forward so casually anymore. However, they didn’t move aside either, still keeping him tightly surrounded!

“Enough!” Old Master Lawrence suddenly ordered a halt.

The bodyguards stopped in their tracks.

Baron Lawrence also stopped, and though he was drenched in sweat, looking less proud and lofty than usual, his handsome face shone with unwavering determination. With that same unyielding gaze as before, he looked at Old Master Lawrence from afar.

“Baron Lawrence, next month you will get engaged to Emily Goldsmith.”

“Impossible.”

Very well, excellent.

Old Master Lawrence’s grip around his dragon-head cane tightened, and he emotionlessly ordered the housekeeper standing nearby, “Bring me my whip!”

“Old Lord?” Was this the family discipline! The housekeeper jumped in surprise and didn’t move.

Old Master Lawrence’s forehead veins were throbbing. His gaze firmly locked on the man in the middle who refused to back down. He commanded loudly, “Go get it!”

The housekeeper looked worryingly at Baron Lawrence and went to retrieve it.

In no time, a whip as thick as two fingers, embedded with jewels was brought over. Old Master Lawrence took the whip and coldly stated, “You want to leave, don’t you? If you can withstand three lashes, I will let you go!”