Chapter 9 Andrew Locke: It's better not to wear this clothing...

In the private room, the smoke was swirling so thick that even Sun Wukong would get lost if he entered.

In men's gatherings, there's usually smoke, alcohol, and women—tonight we have two out of three.

The restaurant manager held the most expensive bottle of wine and knocked on the door of the private room, walking to Andrew Locke and whispered, "Mr. Locke, this is the wine Miss Nora Hart asked me to deliver."

"Miss Hart also asked me to remind you to drink less."

As soon as the manager finished speaking, except for Jordan Hart, everyone's expressions in the room were like a dung beetle who had just found fresh shit—no difference.

"So it's true! The whole Capital Port knows about Lawyer Locke and Miss Hart's romance."

Andrew's fingertips resting on his knees tensed slightly—it was Nora's trickery again.

Facing the mockery from others and Jordan Hart's probing gaze, Andrew chose to pick up his wine glass to hide his discomfort.

Half an hour later, the private room cleared out.

Nora sat in her car, took out her lipstick and refreshed her makeup: "It's time for the empress to make a move."

Sheila: ...."If you were to apply your man-trapping antics to the entertainment industry, you wouldn't be known as a pure little flower."

Nora's mind worked quickly, making connections readily.

Otherwise, with her temperament, there was no way she could continue in the entertainment industry.

"It's different, the entertainment industry doesn't lack abstinent men to challenge."

"Do abstinent men sleep with you?" Sheila poked at her heart.

Nora pursed her lips and got out of the car.

When Andrew was escorted out by a crowd, he saw Nora standing across the street from afar: dressed in a green skirt paired with a white mesh sun-protection shirt, a figure that swayed provocatively in her clothes.

The street light cast upon her and outlined a tantalizing scene of semi-revealed beauty.

That outfit... might as well be nothing.

"Tsk, Miss Hart really does have a figure fitting of Capital Port's top beauty."

Someone in the crowd lusted after her and made such a remark.

Hearing this, Andrew's eyelashes fluttered. Before Nora got involved with him, he'd often heard people in the circle make lewd jokes about her, with many aiming to bed her as their life goal.

But after experiencing a bout of joy with her, Andrew felt strangely irritated listening to others talk about her in such a manner.

His mind was filled with images of Nora's fair skin, her long legs, slender waist, delicate bosom, peachy behind...

"Lawyer Locke, hello everyone!" Nora walked over coquettishly and hooked her arm around Andrew's, greeting everyone.

Handsome men and beautiful women standing together, naturally envied by many.

"We'll be leaving first," Andrew suggested to leave.

Striding towards his car, Nora followed closely.

"Miss Hart, the show is over, everyone has dispersed, aren't you heading home?"

"I'd rather go home with Lawyer Locke than to my own."

Andrew's gaze swept over her barely covered waist: "What? Your dad is dying and you can't afford clothes?"

Nora followed his gaze at her sun-protection shirt, leaned close to Andrew: "I wore this especially for Lawyer Locke, you like? If you become impatient, these clothes tear easily and won't take much effort..."

"Umm————," Andrew reached out and covered Nora's mouth: "Can you shut up?"

Shy now?

We've already slept together, what's there to be shy about?

If truly shy, don't want to be teased, then just agree quickly.

Nora's refined brows and eyes curved, she licked his palm with her tongue, her main tactic being one of temptation: "Will you agree to me?"

Andrew's spine tensed, Nora was such a temptress, pure yet alluring, there's hardly any man she couldn't seduce.

Had he become her plaything?

"Hmm?"

"Hmm?"

"Hmm?"

"What a waste that the adult film industry doesn't recruit Miss Hart as the lead actress."

"If the adult film isn't partnering with Lawyer Locke, then that's the real pity." Nora's slender wrist made a move towards Andrew's lower back, but the man, understanding her intention, moved back a step in self-restraint.

"Really? In terms of technique, I'm just average, in terms of physique, I can't compete with sports college guys, what's there for Miss Hart to regret?"

Nora: ....Why is this subtly lecherous man so vengeful?

She wanted to smack his head.

"Lawyer Locke is handsome! You won't find a second one in the whole Capital Port," Nora was either on the brink of social death or on the path towards it. Encountering Andrew Locke was the fortune of her lifetime.

"Sports college guys are not as rich as Lawyer Locke."

"Wealth and looks can cover any other defects."

Nora has spent her life being flattered, the compliments she gave others in her twenty-plus years don't compare to those she's given to Andrew Locke these past few days.

Andrew grinned with amusement: "Can wealth cover up impotence too?"

Nora: ....

Nora got into the car and furiously downed a bottle of water to cool off, while Sheila watched her leisurely: "Faced failure again?"

"Could you not add 'again'?" The mineral water bottle in her hand creaked under her grip. She clearly had a belly full of anger that had nowhere to go.

What 'again'? It made her seem so incompetent.

"Recently, there's a reality show based on talent, want to try pulling back your pure little flower image?"

"What show?"

"Star Life Challenge Diary."

"I'm in."

Nora felt she was truly miserable, how could such a miserable life happen to her.

....

As soon as Andrew got home, his secretary's call came in.

Standing at the entrance undressing, he listened to Lucas Holmes speak: "Lawyer Locke, a murder case."

"What murder case?"

"That water truck you asked me to follow today, the police have classified it as premeditated murder, with the intended victim being the lady boss."

Andrew didn't catch on: "The lady boss is..."

He understood, it was Nora.

People in the law firm had already started referring to her differently in private.

This was indeed Nora's style, her way of pleasing others was unmatched.

"It's really sad for Miss Hart, two days in a row someone tried to kill her, and both attempts were premeditated. The police are discussing whether to assign protection for her. Boss, if this continues, do you worry about becoming a widower?"

Lucas expressed concern; it was probably because of recent favors owed.

He had already started to worry about her safety.

"Lucas, when did you start to overflow with sympathy?" the man asked indifferently.

Lucas sighed: "Isn't it because Miss Hart is the lady boss?"

"Did I acknowledge that?"

"Boss, it doesn't matter! Miss Hart taking a liking to you is a blessing for all of us."

Capital Port's most sought-after woman, their boss is the future brother-in-law of Capital Port.

With the Hart Family's wealth, a casual inheritance from Nora would be enough for an ordinary person's several lifetimes.

Andrew: ....

This was something Andrew had heard repeated often during his school days. At that time, Miss Hart took a fancy to him for some reason, adamant in pursuing him like a little girl who just wanted the shiny new toy she saw. Naturally, her pursuit alone wasn't enough to win his favor, he remained unmoved in the face of Nora's relentless chasing.

That's how everyone advised him too, Nora taking a liking to him was his good fortune.

Some even suggested that he become a son-in-law living with the bride's family.