Chapter 95 How Did You Provoke Nora Hart Again?

In the private room, Nora Hart looked at Andrew Locke, who sat on the sofa nonchalantly.

The latter, with a cigarette between his fingers, exhaled smoke while giving her a stare.

Neither of them spoke a word, but the atmosphere was as tense as a drawn bow.

"Was it Lawyer Locke who spread the news?"

"Do I have that ability?" Andrew Locke tapped off some ash in the ashtray.

Nora laughed; he didn't have the ability? Who would believe that if she said it?

"Since when did Lawyer Locke become so modest?"

"I didn't know Miss Hart thought so highly of me."

Nora wanted to say something, but remembering Sean Shaw and Mr. Mason were present, she glanced at them.

Mr. Mason and his discernment: "You guys talk, just pretend we're not here."

"Can't you see? Miss Hart wants you two to get the hell out."

Before Nora could explode, Andrew Locke simply put words in her mouth.

Mr. Mason, reluctantly holding back a grimace, though unhappy, still left.