Chapter 746

Out of nowhere, Lawrence wrapped his strong arms around her, holding her tight without saying a word.

Even in the dark, she could feel his muscles. He was so strong, lifting her up with ease and dodging the flames like a hero in a disaster flick.

Angelina had to admit, her heart skipped a beat for him right then and there.

She'd heard about Lawrence about six months ago while she was abroad.

All the girls were buzzing about the handsome young master of the Rodriguez Family, the once unbeatable eldest scion of Veridiania.

In just a few months, he had made the Rodriguez Group even bigger and stronger.

Then, the Rodriguez Group hit some trouble again, and Mr. Rodriguez got a bad rap for being a playboy and stealing someone else's bride.

Back then, she didn't pay much attention. She was in her twenties and still in school.

But tonight, she got to know this mysterious and noble Lawrence all over again.

He was nothing like the bad rep he had. His eyes were steady, and he showed no signs of being down and out.

In short, to her, he was full of charm and could make a woman feel totally safe because he was strong, smart, and deep.

Angelina was totally smitten when she thought about what Lawrence had done.

But Lawrence didn't notice her nervous crush.

He just gave her a quick glance, too lazy to even acknowledge her thanks.

"Well, I'm glad everyone is safe!" Adam walked over, having heard the news. His look at Lawrence changed from cold to surprised, and he finally said, "Lawrence, it's lucky you were with Angelina tonight."

If Samuel's daughter had died at his party, he would've been in big trouble, and his long-standing friendship with Samuel would've been toast.

"Mr. King, it was my pleasure. But the explosion was kinda weird." Lawrence gave Adam a sharp look, reminding him, "Each estate in Camellia Mount pays millions in security fees every year. A household explosion shouldn't just happen out of nowhere. Even if there was a malfunction causing a fire, the greenhouse doesn't have gas equipment, so where did the explosion come from? Even in the worst-case scenario, the villa's emergency system should give people enough time to escape. But tonight's explosion happened way too fast!"

"I'll definitely look into it." Adam nodded, promising Samuel and his wife.

"Actually, I think someone might've been trying to hurt me." Lawrence suddenly sneered, "Maybe I even dragged Angelina into it."

Everyone was stunned by Lawrence's words.

If someone was targeting Lawrence, the Peterson family would be the first suspect.

After all, during the party earlier, it was clear the Peterson Family was plotting against Lawrence.

Given Lawrence's current low social standing, no one would dare to call out the Peterson Family.

Adam and Samuel's faces turned serious.

Adam promised Lawrence, "I'll get to the bottom of this. Angelina mentioned your arm is hurt; you should have an ambulance take you to the hospital."

"No need." Lawrence looked at Adam, confidently pulling a document from his pocket. "Mr. King, after tonight, I hope you at least believe I'm not a bad guy. So now, could you take a look at this document from the Rodriguez Group when you get a chance?"

Adam was caught off guard, narrowing his eyes. Lawrence sure knew how to pick his moments.

After biding his time all night, he realized his chance had finally come.

Adam couldn't help but smirk coldly, "Are you saying you risked your life just to hand me this document?"

"I just hope Mr. King treats every company seeking cooperation fairly," Lawrence replied calmly.

Adam thought for a moment, then snatched the document with a cold expression, "I'll take it, but I won't consider the Rodriguez Group. It's too lousy."

"Take your time to evaluate. I'll be on my way now." Lawrence clenched his fist slightly, said coldly, and turned to leave.

From a distance, Winnie watched him walk away until he disappeared.

Bentley's large hands waved in front of her eyes, snapping her out of it. Lawrence wasn't dead, and Bentley seemed pleased.

Bentley, who just didn't want to see the Peterson Family gloating, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Feeling better now that he's not dead?"

Winnie glared at him, then frowned and asked, "Is what Lawrence said true? The explosion was deliberate, and someone wanted him dead?"

"You can even replace 'someone' with the Peterson Family. It must have been them. Whether anyone else was involvedthat's unclear." Bentley's eyes narrowed sharply and coldly.

Winnie shivered inside, 'The Peterson Family won't stop until Lawrence was dead. They'd even risked an attack at Mr. King's party.'

Her mind was a mess, and suddenly Bentley touched her arm.

By now, Winnie and Bentley had walked out of the villa. Bentley pointed to Angelina in the hall, "Do you think Angelina has a thing for Lawrence?"

"I don't know, and I don't care," Winnie said indifferently, but she also felt that Angelina's gaze at Lawrence earlier was unusual.

'Seriously, Lawrence? Even in a life-or-death situation, he can't resist playing the hero for some damsel in distress. How did he manage to avoid getting blown up?' Winnie thought angrily.

As she and Bentley reached the parking lot, the Lawrence she had just been cursing in her mind was now standing quietly under a streetlamp. The dim light cut into his pupils, and he stood there with his hands in his pockets, lazily yet intensely staring at Winnie.

It was as if he could see into the depths of her soul with one look, making her shiver unexpectedly.

"Lawrence." Bentley raised an eyebrow and curled his lips.

Winnie quickly withdrew her gaze from Lawrence, pursed her cold lips, and walked past him as if she hadn't seen him.

Suddenly, her slender arm was gently hooked by Lawrence's large hand.

Lawrence curled his sexy thin lips and walked towards her. In a few steps, his tall body and masculine aura enveloped her.

"Get away," Winnie coldly spat out the words.

She walked towards Bentley.

Lawrence also moved to the left.

She dodged to the right.

Lawrence persistently blocked her on the right.

"Seriously?" Bentley spoke up, unable to stand it anymore.

"Mr. Jenkins, can't you see I'm trying to have a private conversation?" Lawrence said, his voice smooth but edged with warning. "Don't interfere. You might regret it."

Bentley felt that worrying about Lawrence earlier was meaningless.

However, thinking about his situation with Melanie, he was still threatened by Lawrence.

Bentley looked at Winnie helplessly, "I'll get in the car first. If Lawrence dares to harass you, call me immediately."