Chapter 18 Andrew Locke's toes hooked the machete on the ground.....

Everyone outside thought he was a decent lawyer, but those who knew Andrew Locke closely knew he was nothing but a polished scoundrel.

In the yard of the abandoned factory, a bucket of water splashed Nora Hart awake.

She coughed herself awake and cursed Andrew Locke's entire family in her heart.

Damn it, if it weren't for that bastard Andrew Locke provoking her, would she have been in a bad mood and ended up abducted just by taking a walk?

"Hey, Miss Hart is awake?" Two thugs sat across from Nora Hart, blatantly ogling her bare thighs with drooling interest.

"What do you want?"

"We kidnapped you for money, of course, but now... we want something more," one kidnapper pointed at her chest.

Nora Hart glanced down at her V-neck.

It's all that old bastard Andrew Locke's fault. If it weren't for trying to seduce him, she wouldn't be exposing both cleavage and legs.

"I can let you have fun, as long as you spare my life."