Chapter 1791 - 1781: Skye Lawrence is Getting Married
Chapter 1791: Chapter 1781: Skye Lawrence is Getting Married
Baron Lawrence had long been accustomed to interacting with him, so he didn’t feel much different, and greeted Old Master Lawrence, "I’m here."
Old Master Lawrence seemed to be used to this way of interacting, giving instructions more calmly than Baron, "Sit."
He first sat on the sofa in the suite, then instructed the nearby housekeeper, "Bring two cups of tea."
"Yes, Old Lord." The housekeeper skillfully brewed two cups of tea, placing one in front of Old Master Lawrence and one in front of Baron Lawrence.
Without further instruction, he quietly retreated to an inconspicuous corner, crossing his hands in front of him, feigning non-existence with proper etiquette.
The freshly brewed tea steamed hot, and Baron Lawrence picked up the cup, took a sip, subtly furrowed his brow, and put the cup down.
Old Master Lawrence noticed his actions, calmly picked up his coffee, took a sip, and with a relaxed expression said, "You young people just prefer coffee and other drinks over tea. Actually, tea has more flavor, but unfortunately, you lack the patience to savor it."
Baron Lawrence neither agreed nor disagreed.
He liked coffee, not tea.
No matter how good tea tasted, if he didn’t like it, he just didn’t like it.
Old Master Lawrence didn’t care at all about his silence, casually dropping a bombshell while sipping his tea, "Skye is getting married at the end of the month."
Baron Lawrence’s brow suddenly furrowed, wrinkled as if it could crush a fly!
Old Master Lawrence continued, "To the next heir of the Oscar Family, Oscar. The news of the marriage has already spread, and it shouldn’t change."
He hadn’t expected the Oscar Family not to cancel the engagement and even plan to hold the wedding early.
Old Master Lawrence looked down and blew on the verdant tea, calmly took another sip, and the faint outline of his youthful, angular jaw hardened. He slightly lifted his eyelids, casually saying, "In the recent crisis with the Lawrence Family, the Oscar Family stirred a lot. Now that I’m awake, it’s about time to give them a taste of their own medicine. The Oscar Family wants to play stocks? Then let’s play stocks with them. Arrange public relations, get them ready, when the time is right, we’ll use the media just like they did before."
Old Master Lawrence continued with indifference, "Emilia’s birthday party is tonight, attend it. Also, discuss a cooperation matter with her, to constrain the Oscar Family, we need the Goldsmith Family to help. They happen to have a project, which the Oscar Family wants to acquire."
The Goldsmith Family indeed has a big project recently, but he didn’t know that the Oscar Family also wanted this project. Baron Lawrence glanced at the old man sipping tea calmly, and had to admit, sometimes the older, the wiser. He understood what he meant now, a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes, he also disliked the little actions that Oscar pulled during the Lawrence Family shareholders’ meeting. Additionally, the current situation with Skye Lawrence, he didn’t know how much that man had meddled, whether he had incited Skye. His lips touched briefly, "Got it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Old Master Lawrence suddenly brought up an unrelated topic, "I saw the news, did you have a fight with Ms. Clark?"
He understood the personality flaw of this grandson, this obsessiveness, strictly speaking, wasn’t a flaw, just that once he was set on a person or thing, he wouldn’t easily change.
Back then, even though I wanted them to break up, he preferred to accept family discipline rather than break up.
So even though the news online said the two of them had broken up, he still didn’t quite believe it.