In the restaurant, the whole family was staring intently at Andrew Locke.
Each of them was mentally going through a score, thinking about how to interrogate him.
Charles Locke was the first to speak: "Nora Hart?"
Andrew Locke: ....
Grace Lane: "Definitely. Elder brother obviously likes her but is stubborn as a mule."
Lillian Lane: "If you like her, just bring her home! Our family doesn't care about the girl's occupation, as long as you like her."
Andrew Locke: ......Headache.
Charles Locke: "Does the Hart Family, being so well-heeled, look down on our family?"
Grace Lane: "Doesn't elder brother have properties? Although not comparable to Sir Hart, it should be enough to let Nora Hart splurge for a lifetime."
Lillian Lane: "Andrew ah!"
Andrew Locke, with his upright back leaning against the chair, sighed helplessly: "Where did you all hear this from?"