Chapter 109: Scott Harris, Help Me Find a


    Few Women


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    10 hourster, the ne came to a smooth stop at Yluria Airport.


    Dozens of luxury cars were already parked outside the airport, waiting for the VIPs to disembark. After contacting the pick-up staff, Scott Harris entered the cabin and saw the man whose eyes were full of red veins and hadn’t slept at all. He quickly lowered his head to ask, “Lord, the car is here. Do you want to go home first or to thepany?


    Baron Lawrence bought a new phone as soon as he got off the ne. He eagerly turned it on but discovered that there were no text messages or missed calls.


    His thin lips pressed into a straight line, and he emotionlessly threw the phone into the trash can. With his hands in his pockets, he coldly said, “Scott, find me some women. ”


    “Find… women, women?” Scott Harris stammered, seriously doubting whether his ears were ringing. Wasn’t the Baron known for not liking those women around him? Why would he suddenly want women now?


    As the housekeeper of the Lawrence family, he was no ordinary person. Thinking back to what had happened earlier, he suddenly understood.


    The Lord was trying to vent his anger at Ms. rk. It seemed they hadn’t reconciled yet.


    “Are you deaf, or do you not understand humannguage? Women, I want women!” Baron Lawrence’s face was unhappy, looking more like he wanted a gun to kill someone rather than women. He tugged at his cor, somewhat annoyed. He had a reception in the afternoon, and he needed a femalepanion to ward off those disorderly women who might approach him.


    Scott Harris, after all, was a servant and couldn’t disobey Baron Lawrence’s orders. Although he wanted to advise him otherwise, he respectfully went to arrange it.


    The Lawrence family had a massive presence in Yluria Country. Although Baron Lawrence rarely returned to Yluria, he still owned a castle-like vi there.


    “Wee home, Lord.”


    With hundreds of maids in uniform greeting him in a standard manner, one could easily mistake this for the imperial pce of a monarch, if not for the fact that they lived in the 21st century. Unfortunately, the man being weed had a serious face, giving off an aura that strangers were unwee.


    Within minutes, Scott Harris hurriedly led a few hand-picked beautiful women into the castle.


    The castle was entirely European-style, rumored to have been an outlying pce of King Louis XIII. The interior was extravagantly decorated, with tens of millions worth of precious paintings casually hanging in the corridors. The exquisite marble corridors alone were invaluable, not to mention the main hall.


    Tessa Winters had never been to such a ce, and seeing the other women gasping in amazement as if they’d never seen the world before, a sh of disdain passed through her eyes. But upon seeing every decoration here, she couldn’t help but show her greedy and envious eyes.


    “Please wait a moment. The Lord will be here soon.” The maid led the women into the hall and quietly retreated.


    Several people called at the same time as Tessa Winters gathered together, excitedly discussing the master of the vi. They were all well-known local socialites and had no interest in talking to Tessa Winters, an outsider.


    Humph, what’s the big deal? Men look at a woman’s figure and appearance, not their background. She didn’t believe she couldn’t oupete a bunch of stupid women speaking birdnguage. Tessa Winters didn’t care at all about being ostracized, and she looked at the vi’s furnishings with a seductive gaze… They waited for over half an hour, and finally, the door to the living room was pushed open. A man dressed only in a bathrobe came down the stairs..