Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 665: They don’t look particularly alike

Having been by Baron Lawrence’s side for a while, Enna Clark was quite accustomed to being the center of various gazes. Seeing so many people greet her with their eyes, she appeared calm and composed.

Her performance caught the attention of some people and it left them satisfied.

“Miss, please come in,” Hayes said with a genuine tone, guiding her inside.

“Mhm.”

Enna stepped into the conference room.

The spacious conference room also resembled an office; there was a round conference table and a complete set of desks.

Edward Jackson was finishing up some paperwork at the conference room’s main seat. As soon as he saw her enter, he closed his laptop. With a kind demeanor and his deep, steady, tea-colored eyes that showed a hint of surprise, he looked at Enna and asked, “You’re here?”

“Hayes, bring a cup of honey water.”

Pregnant women should drink less coffee, and there was almost only coffee, tea, and alcohol here, none of which were suitable for pregnant women.

Enna, take a seat on the sofa while I put the things away.”

“Alright.”

Enna sat down on the soft sofa nearby.

Hayes quickly prepared a cup of warm honey water and set it in front of Enna. Without being told, he knew to exit the room.

Edward placed the meeting documents on the office desk, then walked back and poured himself a cup of coffee. Elegantly holding the cup, he sat down across from Enna on the sofa. A charming smile graced his lips as he asked, “What did you want to see me for?”

During these past few days, because of the shocking news he had told her, Enna never truly looked at him.

Now, she lifted her gaze, boldly sizing up the man in front of her.

His pure mixed-race appearance made his facial features seem particularly deep and vivid, and the high bridge of his nose and the sharp lines of his jawline added to his noble air.

However, in terms of facial features, Enna could not see the resemblance between them.

Her gaze fell on his striking tea-colored eyes again, pausing for a moment before she pursed her lips tightly.

She had once looked in the mirror and saw her own eyes. Her eyes were not purely black. Though they were not as prominently tea-colored as Edward’s, they did have a deep brown hue. If not looked at closely, it would be difficult to see.

Jacob Clark had black eyes, and hers were slightly brown. Only one possibility remained: she inherited her mother’s eye color.

But Michelle Lewis and her grandpa had pure black eyes. For a while, Enna believed that it was her grandma’s eyes that had a hint of brown.

Now it seemed that she had been wrong.

Little did she know, her blatantly inspecting Edward’s faced was a first for him. After all, considering his status, hardly anyone dared to stare at him like this. Those who could stare at him would never be so outwardly blatant about it because, according to noble etiquette, staring directly at someone’s face is extremely rude.

He held the reigns of the Habsden Family and no one dared to be rude to him!

However, at this moment, he was being treated rudely without showing any signs of anger. He maintained a pleasant smile, allowing the person in front of him to appraise him. He even amiably asked her, “Are you trying to see where we look alike? You don’t look too much like me; you resemble your grandma more. You looked at least 70% like her when she was younger. Once you move back to the Habsden Family with me and see old photographs, you’ll understand.”