Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 2185: Chapter 2194: Enna Clark, At Least Let Me Hear Your Voice

Rupert Harris was much calmer than anyone present. He didn’t immediately help persuade Baron Lawrence, but instead looked at Adam Sinclair and suddenly asked a question, "If the person trapped below were Ms. Lewis, would you calmly wait for the company to decrypt the elevator system?"

"..." Adam Sinclair seemed as if struck silent, suddenly becoming quiet.

Because the answer was affirmative.

He wouldn’t.

Rupert Harris’s face had the firmness of a soldier, and he calmly gave his answer, "If the person trapped below were Emily, I would make the same choice as Baron, so I don’t want to persuade him."

Baron and they were still different.

They simply liked someone and couldn’t calmly wait.

Baron’s feelings for Ms. Clark weren’t just like; there was also obsession.

His beloved is trapped in the pitch-black elevator, her fate unknown. How could he possibly wait!

So he doesn’t persuade.

How could he persuade someone to do something he himself can’t do?

That’s just talk without understanding the pain.

Scott Harris also heard their exchange, pressed his lips together, and withdrew his hand. As if he made a choice, he suddenly bent slightly towards the domineering man and said, "Lord, I have nothing to say anymore. Just please be careful, pay attention to safety. Don’t forget, the Young Master and young Miss still need you. The Old Lord as well, he needs you."

Baron Lawrence turned back, gave Rupert Harris a deep look, then turned away and jumped into the elevator shaft, using the hotel manager’s key to open the shaft. He tied the nylon rope to himself, carrying the bag prepared by Scott Harris, and suddenly grabbed the elevator’s guide rope and jumped down—

Wind roared past his ears.

The downward force exceeded his expectations. He gripped the elevator cable tightly with both hands, and the cut-resistant gloves friction against the cable emitted sparks.

The sizzling sound was incessant—

This wasn’t the worst part. The worst was that the elevator cable was smooth and vertical, and relying solely on the gloves, he certainly couldn’t control the descent speed.

If he failed to control the sliding speed, the physical impact from falling from the 66th floor could break the elevator cable upon hitting the elevator’s top floor.

Baron Lawrence gripped the elevator cable tightly, trying to control the descent speed.

And gritted his teeth, enduring the tremors and numbness from the sting in his palms, searching for ways to slow down.

Finally, before touching the elevator top, using his body’s strength, he slammed into the elevator shaft wall beside, reducing the impact, then dropped down with a bang, accurately landing on the elevator top.

Even though he tried to minimize the impact, the collision still made the elevator shake violently, producing a loud bang.

Baron Lawrence’s knee hit the top of the elevator from the previous collision, and that hit half-numbed his body; he endured the pain, half-knelt on the elevator top, gasping for breath.

When the bone-deep pain subsided, he immediately knocked on the elevator top steel plate with his hand, urgently shouted, "Enna Clark, speak!"

"Are you inside?"

"Speak!"

"Damn it! Say something! Anything! At least let me know you’re safe now! Do you hear me!"

"Enna Clark!"

His voice wasn’t low, and with the elevator shaft being a square sealed on all sides, even if Enna Clark was trapped inside the elevator, as long as she was conscious, she should hear his voice.