After some thought, she decided to let it go.
She couldn't bear to see Andrew Locke these days.
"What's wrong? Not flirting anymore?"
Mr. Mason noticed Nora Hart stopping in her tracks and raised an eyebrow.
"Do you know any impressive lawyers?"
Mr. Mason pointed at Andrew Locke: "Internationally renowned."
Nora Hart held back: "Other than him."
"Then—no."
Mr. Mason suddenly remembered something: "Wait, there is one, a Wall Street tycoon, on par with Andrew Locke."
Nora Hart's heart tightened: "Contact information."
While Mr. Mason was pulling out his phone to find the contact for Nora Hart, he asked her: "Really done with Andrew Locke?"
"Done with him."
"Andrew Locke, this guy! He's a bit reserved, but he absolutely wouldn't cheat on you, you should believe that."
Nora Hart gave a cold glance, and Mr. Mason wisely shut up.
This was Miss Hart's scar, not to be touched.
Just a month ago, she was cheated on by her fiancé.