Chapter 143: You Want Me to Spare You?

"Lawyer Locke, can I, the female thug, give you a suggestion?"

"Spill," Andrew Locke touched his rear molar as he started to speak; how could he not notice that Nora Hart was purposely agitating him?

Knowing full well she's on her period yet still so brazenly seducing him - playing dirty, huh?

Alright, alright, no rush, he had ways to get back at her.

Andrew Locke propped himself beside Nora Hart, gazing down at her, waiting to see what kind of startling statement she could come up with.

"Change your shampoo and body wash! Otherwise, I always feel guilty, like I'm flirting with a family member when I flirt with you."

Andrew Locke: .......

The next day, Nora Hart had a day off. She intended to catch up on sleep, but before eight o'clock, she was dragged out of bed.

Andrew Locke stood beside the bed, lifting her up and pushing her toward the bathroom.

"What are you doing?"

"Isn't it you who said to change my shampoo?"