Chapter 87: Reaching Out and Hooking Around Andrew Locke's Neck

The atmosphere in the car was tense.

Matthew Summers could feel the emotions that were about to explode between the two passengers, separated by just a partition.

He drove steadily and silently, daring not to make a sound.

Andrew Locke was pinching Nora Hart's chin, his fingertips had not loosened the slightest bit.

"Lawyer Locke, you want to sleep with me, yet you disdain me for being dirty. Haven't you ever considered that if I were a clean person, I wouldn't fool around with you?"

Andrew Locke was amused and angered by Nora Hart's frank words: "Miss Hart, if you weren't pure, how could you have been untouched by anyone before me?"

He remembered vividly, in the hotel, that it was Nora Hart's first time.

She dated Jack Holt for several years without letting him touch her.

If she were promiscuous in nature, not to mention Jack Holt, anyone to her liking would have had a chance with her.