Chapter 96: Taking Her Back to Dismember

"Did Andrew Locke piss you off?"

Mia Chase looked at Nora Hart, who was juggling a ball, and asked.

Nora threw the ball, swung her racket, and said, "Don't mention him, he makes me sick."

"A schemer like Andrew Locke must have done it on purpose to upset you. The angrier you get, the more it plays into his hands. Don't let it get to you."

"I'm fuming."

Nora was visibly angry, and the two coaches assisting her on the court could definitely feel it.

Half the court session was over, and they were already worn out.

They were panting and leaning on their knees, looking at Nora.

"Are you guys up to it or not? If not, I'll find someone else. I pay hundreds of thousands in membership fees a year, and this is the response I get from you?"

"Go tell Sean Shaw to find someone, or don't blame me for tearing down this tennis club."

"We----."

"Miss Hart, Mr. Shaw has arrived. Could you wait a moment?"