Chapter 52 Nora, do you still have lingering feelings for Andrew Locke?

Jordan Hart saw Nora Hart's awful expression and sneered, "Nora, once the old lady takes my side and accuses you of illegally detaining her, do you think you can still hold your position as the top lady of Capital Port?"

"Even if you get the inheritance, what good is it if you end up in prison?"

Who sold her out?

Which bastard betrayed her?

Nora's eyes hardened, Andrew Locke?

That bastard had just taken a scolding in front of her, he might as well do something like this.

Nora steadied herself, waved Nanny over for a cup of water, then stood by the sofa and took off her jacket.

As she undid her clothes, bites and marks were revealed, scattered messily over her fair skin.

"Guess why you know this news?"

Nora leaned lazily on the sofa, accepted the cup from Nanny's hands, and glanced nonchalantly at the stunned Nanny.

Nanny quickly averted her gaze.

Nora ordered, "Have someone guard the main door tightly, don't give First Young Master Hart a chance to rescue his people."