Chapter 47 - 47: William Sullivan… Is Back?

Chapter 47: Chapter 47: William Sullivan… Is Back? Translator: 549690339 “Ms. Clark, here’s your key card.” Scott Harris explained about Pacifica Island and their hotel while they walked. He handed her a Purple Gold Card, “Our hotel uses a fully enclosed system, you need the card for entering the hotel and using the elevator. It would be very troublesome if you lose it. Please keep it well.” “Alright.” Enna Clark took the key card and put it in her bag. She asked him, “How long will Baron Lawrence be able to finish his meeting?” “Well… I’m not sure. Do you have something to do, Miss Clark?” Scott Harris answered casually, “If you do, I can tell the Baron and see how he arranges it.” Enna Clark quickly waved her hand, “No, I’m fine. I just wanted to ask how long his meeting will last. If it’s going to take a while, I’d like to go out.” If Baron Lawrence’s meeting goes on till seven or eight in the evening, she isn’t a pig, she definitely can’t sleep that long. She wants to go out for a walk, she just doesn’t know if that’s allowed. “The Baron has already instructed that Miss Clark can go out anytime.” Scott Harris thought she wanted to say something else, and answered lightly, “But for security reasons, I need to accompany you.” What he meant by ‘security reasons’ was clearly just to keep an eye on her and prevent her from escaping. Enna Clark understood that, but she wasn’t as upset as before. Perhaps because she could go out and play this time. Her eyes curved as she agreed, “Okay.” “Once Miss Clark wakes up, just ring the bell by your bed, and I’ll come to pick you up at the hotel immediately,” Scott Harris said politely. “Thank you.” Enna Clark genuinely thanked him. No matter how, even if the freedom is conditional, it’s still a moment of freedom, isn’t it? Scott’s handsome face remained calm as he spoke, “Miss Clark, you’re too polite. These are all instructions from the Baron. I’m just doing what I should be doing.” Baron Lawrence… Enna Clark bit her lip and didn’t say a word. Baron Lawrence can afford to book the entire hotel. Sёarch* The Nôvel(F)ire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The place he stays is unquestionably the best! Without a doubt, even though Enna Clark was mentally prepared, she was still speechless when she saw the luxurious and beautiful Presidential Suite. On the walls hung oil paintings by a Medieval Master; the glittering chandelier illuminated the living room like the Palace of Versailles. The large floor-to-ceiling windows, once the curtains were pulled open, offered a view of the vast blue sea outside. “It’s so beautiful!” Enna Clark excitedly stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing at the sea in the distance. Scott saw her acting like a little girl, excitedly waving her hands and feet at the sight of the sea, and he gave a gentle smile. “Miss Clark, I’ve prepared some new clothes for you in the cloakroom. You can try them on to see if they fit. If not, I can get you new ones immediately.” “Alright, thank you.” Enna Clark turned and thanked him, her eyes quickly moving back to the view outside. The sea view was just too beautiful, so beautiful that she couldn’t look away… “You have a rest now, I’ll go out.” Scott tactfully retreated to the door, speaking respectfully. Leaving, he also closed the door behind him. Within moments, Enna Clark was the only one left in the spacious Presidential Suite. With no one else around, she felt particularly relaxed, lying on the sofa and staring uninterrupted at the sea view outside. “Right.” She took out her phone, snapped a couple of pictures, and sent them to her little brother, Bob, who was overseas. Then, she shot a short video and sent it to Olivia Lewis’s phone. Olivia replied quickly, [Where have you gone? How come there’s a sea?] [Country W.] [Country W? How did you go there?] [It’s a bit complicated. I’ll tell you when I get back.] [Alright.] Olivia went quiet for a few seconds, then sent another message. [Enna, William Sullivan is back in the country.] Enna Clark’s hand that held the cell phone paused. She stared at the screen, zoning out slightly. William Sullivan…. He’s back?