Chapter 69: Removing Ex-Boyfriend’s Clothes in Front of Current Boyfriend

"Fuck."

"Nora Hart is really something!"

"When it's time to rip off the mask, she doesn't leave any room for sentiment."

"Is that Andrew Locke over there?"

Jack Holt's face turned as green as a pig's liver. He realized that today, Nora Hart was deliberately making things hard for him, humiliating him in front of so many people by letting him leave naked.

Listening to the conversations of the spectators around, Jack Holt's face grew darker and darker, until he heard someone mention Andrew Locke.

His gaze shifted past Nora Hart to see a man sitting not far away, holding a cigarette in his hand.

Dressed neatly in a custom-made black suit, he leaned back lazily in his chair, exuding a fierce yet stable tycoon aura.

Andrew Locke, the King Yan of Capital Port.

On the surface, he looked refined, but inside, he was as dark as coal buried underground for thousands of years.

Offending Andrew Locke was something Jack Holt dared not do, fearing that Andrew would have him killed.