Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart-Chapter 1734 - 1724: Why do you insist on making Baron break up?

"President Lawrence, this document..."

"President Lawrence, there’s a meeting at the Ministry of Finance waiting for you..."

"President Lawrence, the heiress of the Chester Family wants to have dinner with you. Should we make an appointment for you?"

"President Lawrence..."

Nicholas Lawrence had just left the conference hall when several secretaries surrounded him, asking about his work.

Nicholas Lawrence was dressed in a custom dark blue Armani suit, sharply tailored, exuding a noble aura despite his rugged features.

He quickly and efficiently organized, "Give me the document; I’ll look at it first. Let them start the meeting at the Ministry of Finance without me; I can’t leave right now. Schedule the Chester appointment for the evening. Everything else can wait; I have something to do now."

As he opened the office door, he added, "Have Lila make two cups of coffee and bring them in."

"Yes, President Lawrence."

Nicholas Lawrence briskly entered the office, brushing past Skye Lawrence and placing the document on the desk.

The secretary was very efficient too; as soon as he turned to look at Skye Lawrence, the coffee was already brought in.

When she saw Skye Lawrence, her expression was clearly startled for a moment. She then lowered her head, placing the coffee in front of each of them, and quietly exited, pulling the glass door shut behind her.

Nicholas Lawrence picked up the coffee beside him and took a sip.

The coffee tasted rich and bitter. After a sip, he put the cup down, his expression unchanged, and looked back at the person sitting on the sofa, saying, "Speak, what do you want from me."

"Dad..." Skye Lawrence stood up, barely saying a word.

Nicholas Lawrence had already furrowed his brows, interrupting her, "I’ve told you, I’m not your dad."

"From the moment you made your choice, I stopped being your dad."

Skye Lawrence swayed slightly, clenched her fist, her nails digging deep into her flesh, and suddenly said, "You never were my dad..."

Nicholas Lawrence frowned, looking at her.

Skye Lawrence thought of what she had just seen, pressed her red lips tightly, and said with restrained anger, "I saw the live stream; it was Grandpa’s intention, right?"

Nicholas Lawrence’s resolute face was tinged with restraint, "It was your Grandpa’s intention. I warned you before, whatever choices you make, you have to bear the consequences. You know exactly what you’ve done."

"I did it for the Lawrence Family, for Baron!" Skye Lawrence retorted passionately.

Nicholas Lawrence’s brow twitched sharply. He suddenly raised his hand as if reaching the limit of his patience, striking her hard across the face.

"Snap—"

The crisp sound of a slap echoed throughout the office!

The agitated person was abruptly silenced by the slap, her head turned to the side.

Only then did Nicholas Lawrence point at her nose, questioning each word deliberately, "For the Lawrence Family, you betrayed the company’s information to the Oscar Family? For the Lawrence Family, you devalued the company’s stocks, disregarding its survival, and insisted on convening a shareholders’ meeting?"

"And for Baron? For Baron, you kidnapped Ms. Clark? For Baron, you were cold-blooded enough to poison your Grandpa? Skye, tell me again, who did you do all this for?"

Skye Lawrence’s left cheek was numb with pain, as was her heart.

Ever since Nicholas Lawrence learned from Old Master Lawrence that she had been poisoning him slowly, he’d been holding back his anger. Seeing that she stubbornly claimed it was for the Lawrence Family and Baron, he finally lost control. Without giving Skye Lawrence a chance to explain, he stripped away her last flimsy cover-up, "You did all of this entirely for yourself! Tell me, why do you have to make Baron break up?"