Chapter 8: Your father has more illegitimate children than all the men I've slept with in my lifetime

Nora Hart left Andrew Locke's law firm and headed back to the Hart Family.

Before the car even reached the front, she saw someone kneeling at the door, crying and wailing to the sky.

The whole rural funeral wailing was being performed by them with such conviction.

"Miss Hart...." Lucas Holmes, Andrew Locke's secretary, stopped the car and glanced at Nora Hart.

Unsure whether to drive in or not.

"Wait a moment, I'm going to make a phone call."

In a short while, Lucas Holmes heard from the backseat Nora Hart asking the property manager if they still wanted her to pay the property fees.

Ten minutes later... the property manager arrived with a group in tow.

Lucas Holmes for the first time realized, luxury houses are indeed luxury houses! If all the properties in the world were managed like this, there would be so many fewer lawsuits!

No sooner had Nora Hart entered when she saw her biological mother sitting on the sofa in plain white Chinese-style tea attire, with nude lipstick on, looking very much like she was mourning.

This morning, when Andrew Locke asked if that old thing had died, Nora Hart didn't feel it, but seeing Ms. Young's attire now... it indeed looked the part.

"How did it go?"

"I didn't manage to settle it."

Grace Young: ... "Are you planning to leave Jordan Hart with opportunities?"

"Don't you know how troublesome Andrew Locke is?" Such a cunningly self-interested man, even if you sleep with him, it means nothing.

Even if you're now pregnant with his child and go to negotiate with him, he will pull out the legal code, afraid you can't understand it, and explain it to you clause by clause to let you distinguish between bluffs and extortion.

Nora Hart had a headache... really, a headache.

"Nora Hart, do you think a nine-yuan bowl from Pinduoduo is expensive?" Grace Young said as she skillfully opened the app and typed "broken bowl" into the search bar.

Nora Hart: .....

"If we don't have Dad's inheritance, we can't even afford a broken bowl." Ms. Young placed her hopes on her husband in her previous life and now placed her hopes on Nora Hart for her latter half of life.

Being such a hands-off manager... truly enviable.

"I'm going to change my clothes and go to the event."

Tonight, there was a film seminar for Nora Hart at the Capital Port Continental Hotel.

Life is bitter, life is tiring, life brings tears!

Others may walk around with a chicken in the left hand and a duck in the right, but she's dealing with Andrew Locke with one hand and outsmarting goblins and ghosts with the other.

"Don't worry about Matthew Summers, there's no issue."

Nora Hart sat in the car and let the makeup artist do her makeup.

"The driver, caught him?"

"What a coincidence, the driver kept saying he was part of your family," Sheila Wendy flipped through on her tablet and showed her the surveillance video from the police station.

Nora Hart pushed away the makeup artist's hand and took the tablet: "With the surname Hart?"

"Not sure," Sheila Wendy shrugged.

"I now see everyone as my dad's illegitimate child."

"How many illegitimate children does your dad really have besides you legitimate kids?" Sheila Wendy was curious, after all, Sir Hart was a man of wealth listed on the rich list, and it would suffice to give away some money to send a few children off, why would Nora Hart, such a young lady herself, personally get into these squabbles?

Nora Hart made a gesture.

Sheila Wendy: "One or two?"

"Twelve."

"Fuck! Your dad has more illegitimate children than the men I've slept with in my life."

Nora Hart sighed and took out her phone, wanting to scroll through Andrew Locke's WeChat, but couldn't find it after a long search.

"...."

She then found Sean Shaw: 'Mr. Shaw, could you push me Andrew Locke's WeChat?'

Sean Shaw wasn't vague but being direct was no better than being vague: 'I dare not.'

Nora Hart: 'Your mom seems to be at the same SPA with me, shall I ask her for it next time? And maybe chat about your recent romantic escapades?'

Sean Shaw on the other end swore: 'Nora Hart, do you know why you're annoying?'

Nora Hart: 'Because you're not as good-looking as me, nor as rich as me?'

Sean Shaw: '... take it and fuck off.'

Andrew Locke was right, she never cared for face, and these proper adults couldn't outplay her.

Nora Hart opened Andrew Locke's business card, the profile picture was the logo of their law firm, the account looked very much like a work ID.

It didn't matter, she'd add him first and talk later.

Seeing her busy, Sheila Wendy asked: "What about the police station?"

"Let them call Andrew Locke."

"Did you sort it out with him?" So quickly? Was a scheming man like Andrew Locke that easy to handle?

Nora Hart sighed: "No."

"Then you...."

"Let's use it first and see."

Eventually, it would be hers, she was just exercising the rights that originally belonged to herself ahead of time.

"Get someone to compile a schedule for Andrew Locke for me," she simply didn't believe that she couldn't get to Andrew Locke.

The nanny van stopped at the Continental Hotel, Nora Hart straightened her skirt, got out of the car, and the hotel security protected her all the way to the lobby. As soon as she got out of the elevator, the fans were screaming wildly.

Nora Hart greeted the fans and went on stage. When she took the microphone from the leading actress Brooke North, she heard a sarcastic comment, "Busy, huh? Courting love at the police station in the morning, attending events in the afternoon."

"What's that? I could even have a hookup tonight. Interested in joining for a threesome (np)?"

Brooke North turned pale, disliking Nora Hart's arrogance.

Yet she couldn't retort as sharply as Nora Hart.

"Lovely in appearance, not so in conduct."

Nora Hart: ... Dare to question her 360-degree flawless beauty?

"Nora Hart, what was your biggest takeaway from playing the female supporting role in this movie?" The host took the opportunity to ask as the microphone reached Nora Hart's hand.

Nora Hart pulled out a faint smile and pretended to be a pure and innocent flower: "Purity, kindness, unlike traditional movies of the past, this movie has a very positive background, where women support each other and rise to the top together, very much in line with the modern workplace for women."

"What are your expectations for the movie?"

Nora Hart tilted her head slightly and smiled softly: "Of course, it's going to be a huge hit!"

The fans at the venue went crazy screaming at Nora Hart's playful demeanor.

As Nora Hart left the hotel and got into the car, Sheila Wendy's tablet was handed over: "Unless he's socializing, Andrew Locke is always at the golf course every night, come rain or shine."

"Tonight?"

"Socializing."

Nora Hart: ......

Seeing Nora Hart a bit deflated, Sheila Wendy kindly reminded, "Why not take a look at who he's socializing with? The shareholder representatives from Harbor Ring Logistics Park..."

Nora Hart: .....Jordan Hart? Wayne DeFax!

Capital Port Harbor River, divided into the new city district and old city district. The new city district with uniform high-rises, and the old city district with plenty of ancient architecture.

Tonight, Andrew Locke's socializing with Harbor Ring Logistics Park representatives was set at a private restaurant by the river, by opening the antique window, you could face the big river directly.

When Nora Hart got to the place, it appeared they were already halfway through the socializing.

Sheila Wendy saw Nora Hart sitting in the car playing with her phone, not in a rush to go in, a bit puzzled: "Not going in?"

"What's the rush? For a man with Andrew Locke's scheming, if I go in and disturb his business talks, he would embarrass me on the spot."

"So?"

Sometimes Sheila Wendy couldn't help but admire Nora Hart's skill in manipulating men, every step calculated.

"Send two bottles of wine in and say they're from me; tell Jordan Hart I'm nearby, give him a little reminder not to be fooling around."

Sheila Wendy: ...... What else but Nora Hart, huh?