Chapter 1503: Chapter 1503: Baron Lawrence Really Broke Skye Lawrence’s Left Arm

But he would not allow Skye Lawrence to continue.

So, crippling her hand was the result of his careful consideration!

He wanted her to know that Enna Clark was his bottom line, and no matter who it was, if they crossed that line, he would not tolerate it any longer.

The veins on the back of Baron Lawrence’s hand bulged, yet his handsome face remained expressionless. He spoke again, “Do it!”

This time, without the driver’s interference, the two bodyguards apologized to Skye Lawrence in a low voice and then, with a resolute heart, they snapped her wrist bone with a crack.

“Umph!” Under the intense pain, Skye Lawrence’s face turned pale, and sweat poured down her forehead, yet she did not scream out in agony. She bit her lower lip and endured all the pain!

But the pain of a broken hand was not so easily borne, and the wound at the wrist only grew more and more painful…

However, in the blink of an eye, her pale face had turned deathly white. Unable to control it any longer, her beautiful and vigorous face showed signs of pain.

She closed her eyes fiercely, gritting her teeth and pushing away the two bodyguards holding her, she managed to stand and said with dignity, “You can go now.”

Her left wrist was now broken, and it was forcefully snapped!

Such excruciating pain was a thousand times worse than having her wrist bone merely broken!

He truly was ruthless and relentless!

It also showed her how sincere his warning was.

He had achieved his goal.

Skye Lawrence awkwardly endured the pain in her left wrist, refusing to appear weak even in defeat.

Baron Lawrence watched silently as her wrist bone was snapped, observing her agony and tenacity. Suddenly he spoke, “When Enna Clark had a car accident, her left hand was also injured, the wound so deep that the bone could be seen. She was in more pain than you!”

The woman did not immediately go to the hospital after the injury, but wrapped the wound with a piece of her torn clothing and, along with Lyle Westbrook, hid in a cave.

If he hadn’t found her in time, the doctors said, Enna Clark might have been left with permanent damage to her hand!

After finishing his words, Baron Lawrence did not look at Skye Lawrence again and spoke indifferently, “Scott Harris.”

Scott Harris had followed him for so many years and understood him better than anyone. Even though Baron Lawrence hadn’t said anything, he grasped what Baron Lawrence meant.

He released Skye Lawrence’s driver and quickly went over to help Baron Lawrence open the car door, “Lord, please get in the car.”

Baron Lawrence got into the car without looking back.

Then, more than a dozen well-trained bodyguards got into the other cars, and the off-road vehicle, with its high beams on, turned first and sped away.

The other cars also disappeared into the night.

It was only after all the cars had driven away and were out of sight.

The terrified driver finally got up and stumbled towards Skye Lawrence, asking anxiously, “First Young Lady, are you alright? Your hand…”

Seeing Skye Lawrence’s unnaturally hanging left hand, he held back his words.

Cold sweat covered Skye Lawrence’s forehead, ruining her delicate makeup. With her face devoid of any blood and appearing utterly disheveled under the driver’s gaze, she tried her best to maintain the dignity befitting the First Young Lady of the Lawrence Family, saying calmly, “Drive, take me to the Hospital.”

The driver helped her up, carefully supporting her into the car.

Hesitating for a moment, he asked, “First Young Lady, do you want to tell President Lawrence about this…” Lord had truly gone too far this time, to actually break the First Young Lady’s left wrist.

Skye Lawrence pressed her lips tightly together, and after a long while, she finally said, “No need! Just drive.”

The car sped off in the direction of the Hospital…