Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart
Chapter 1572: Skye Lawrence Launches an Offensive

Chapter 1572: Chapter 1572: Skye Lawrence Launches an Offensive

When Baron Lawrence returned Skye Lawrence’s call, it was already approaching midnight.

The moment the video call connected, he got straight to the point, "Speak, what’s the matter?"

Skye Lawrence deliberately kept her swollen left cheek out of the camera’s view. Her stunning and vibrant face was eerily calm, "I want to negotiate a deal with Young Master Lawrence."

Not Baron, but Young Master Lawrence.

Baron Lawrence’s brows didn’t move an inch, his pitch-black eyes staring at her, "What deal?"

"A deal that Young Master Lawrence won’t lose out on." Skye Lawrence paused, assertively saying, "I want you to enter into a marriage alliance with the Oscar family."

—I want you to enter into a marriage alliance with the Oscar family!

Baron Lawrence’s brows furrowed deeply, his lips tightly pursed, irritation barely concealed as he retorted, "Are you insane?"

"I’m not crazy, I know exactly what I’m doing. Baron, you now have two options in front of you. One, follow my advice and ally with the Oscar family through marriage. Or two, I marry into the Oscar family and take over the company." Skye Lawrence’s calm was as if she was speaking to a stranger, exuding a powerful female executive’s aura and an imposing attitude, "You marry Kendall Lynch, and I will cancel my marriage arrangement with the Oscars."

Kendall Lynch—what kind of joke was that? He still belonged to the North and West Science!

He only had eyes for one woman and would only marry one woman, and that was Enna Clark!

He had no interest in other women, let alone marrying them!

"What if I say no?" Baron Lawrence cut her off.

Skye Lawrence seemed to have anticipated his response. Her red lips pursed slightly, her beautiful eyes gazing at him. She chuckled lightly, speaking softly, "Baron, how can you still be so naive? We are now on opposite sides. If you say no, what do you think I can do?"

"Obviously, to teach you to bow down."

Skye Lawrence spoke calmly, "Business is like a battlefield. Marriage is also an important part of business. If you don’t understand this, I’ll have to teach you myself. No matter the cost, I’ll make sure you learn."

Baron Lawrence’s brows were furrowed as if they could crush a fly!

Skye Lawrence didn’t carry on talking nonstop like the last two times. Without waiting for a reply from the other end, she promptly said, "Baron, I’m giving you two days to think it over. If you can’t decide in two days whether you want the Lawrence family or Enna Clark, then I will make the decision for you!"

"Alright, you must be very busy, I won’t bother you anymore."

With that, she took the initiative to hang up the call.

The video call abruptly turned to a black screen. Baron Lawrence’s brows were tightly knit, his lips firmly pressed together—

He sat in silence for a while before he picked up the intercom phone, "Have the Planning Department bring in the latest data. We’re working overtime tonight, all night!"

*

The situation at Lawrence Corporation was becoming increasingly ambiguous.

Outside the internal company issues, rumors were also starting to spread wildly about the power struggle between the Crown Prince and Crown Princess.

Skye Lawrence, truly worthy of her reputation as a formidable businesswoman who had been invading the corporate world for years and personally trained by Old Master Lawrence, acted domineeringly and strategically. Within two days, the media had already caught her more than once in private meetings with Lawrence Corporation’s shareholders.

All of Skye Lawrence’s actions were indicating that her talk of calling a shareholders’ meeting was not empty threats.

On the other side, because the press conference was blocked by Skye Lawrence, Lawrence Corporation’s stock continued to fall. Both the internal pressure from within the company and the public opinion outside were weighing heavily on Baron Lawrence alone.

For three consecutive days, the total rest time for Baron Lawrence amounted to less than 10 hours. Resentment and complaints due to continuous overtime were mounting within the Lawrence family.