Chapter 22 I want you to kneel down and kiss me.......

Nora Hart had just earnestly finished speaking when a few people below started throwing tantrums, rolling on the ground, and making a scene.

Nora glanced at Andrew Locke.

Andrew Locke raised his eyes slightly.

"The madam is right, Director Hart didn't ask us to harm you, only to watch who you contact, for us to find out where you moved the old man to, nothing else."

"You sure have a way with words," Andrew Locke glanced at Lucas Holmes, gesturing for him to take his men and leave.

There was a moment of silence in the villa's living room, as Andrew Locke standing with one hand in his pocket, looking down at Nora: "How's your foot?"

"If Lawyer Locke wants to know, why don't you crouch down and check," Standing there and showing concern? She wouldn't accept it; she wanted Andrew Locke to bow down to her.

"You want me to bow down to you?" Andrew Locke scoffed, knowing this woman was up to no good as soon as she pouted.

"Yes."