Chapter 457: 457: A Family of Three Goes on a Mountain Vacation<div>


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    Baron Lawrence was always swift and efficient in action.


    He said at five in the morning that he would take them on a vacation.


    By 8 o’clock, they had already arrived at a scenic spot in the suburbs of Linton City.


    Baron Lawrence had a private vi here, shamelessly upying the best scenic spot in the area, with a hugend area of hundreds of miles. It was like he had privately contracted half of the mountain with the best scenery.


    The car soon stopped at the entrance of the vi.<div>


    Enna rk got out of the car first, and as soon as she stepped out, she was instantly delighted by the fresh and natural mountain air.


    The morning air in the mountains was not only fragrant with the scent of soil but also carried the sweet aroma of strawberries with every gentle breeze.


    Bobby, the second one to hop out of the car, had the sharpest eyes, pointing to the northwest and excitedly eximed, “Woman, look! There are so many strawberries over there!”


    Enna rk followed the direction of his finger and indeed saw arge field of strawberries.


    The June sun was just right, and it was the season for strawberries. The strawberries in the field had ripened, with a beautiful mix of red and green, and butterflies danced above them. They looked as vibrant as the sunflowers in Van Gogh’s paintings.


    Enna rk’s eyes curved in a particrly good mood, holding his little hand and whispering, “I see them. Do you want Mommy to take you to pick strawberriester?”


    “Yes!”


    Bobby especially loved anything that didn’t cost money and could be eaten!


    Enna rk turned around and asked Scott Harris standing respectfully beside her, “Mr. Harris, can we pick those strawberries?”


    “Yes, you can. Baron nted those strawberries himself because he thought the original flower field here wasn’t fragrant enough, so he reced it all with strawberries. As it turns out, the Baron does note to eat the strawberries when they are ripe each year. They are all wasted in the field.”


    “Ms. Lulu said wasting is the most shameful thing,” Tobias grumbled, frowning at the thought of whoever wasted things.


    Despite his childish voice, the education he offeredcked a bit of persuasion.<div>


    Anyway, the arrogant man who got out of the car didn’t bother with him at all. He strode towards Enna rk, grabbed her wrist, and dragged her into the vi, “Sleep with me.”


    “Li… Baron Lawrence… Bobby and I had…I were picking strawberries…” Enna rk said as she followed him.


    Baron Lawrence ignored her words and continued striding forward, saying, “I haven’t slept for two nights.”


    He didn’t get any rest while he was in Country W?


    Enna thought about how he had returned at five in the morning with a weather-beaten look on his face.


    Enna rk immediately gave up resisting.


    Scott Harris should be able to take care of Bobby. She would let Mr. Harris apany Bobby to pick strawberries first.


    Enna rk rxed.


    The vi had two floors and a total of eight rooms.


    The decor was predominantly ck and white in a European-style low-key luxury design, which was this man’s consistent preference.


    At first nce, all the furniture in the living room was from the high-end luxury brand Roche Bobois in Country W. The main feature of this brand’s furniture was its low-key appearance.


    Another prominent feature was its price!<div>


    It was not ordinary thousands or more than 15 thousand dors. It was the kind of expensive that would make people’s jaws drop just to know the price of a chair!


    Moreover, there were no high-end Roche Bobois stores in the country, so it was likely that all the furniture in Baron Lawrence’s vi was airfreighted in.


    Above the firece hung a huge medieval oil painting depicting a European knight racing a horse.


    Enna rk vaguely remembered that she had seen this painting somewhere before.


    Although she couldn’t remember where she had seen it, she knew from the framing and style that this painting was not ordinary.


    After all, when had something ordinary ever appeared around Baron Lawrence?


    Even the most inconspicuous buttons around him were probably top luxury items from somewhere.