Nora Hart had never deeply understood Andrew Locke's work; the last visit to the bath center made her feel as if she had only seen the tip of the iceberg.
This man is a master of concealment, deceiving everyone with the identity of Lawyer Locke.
It gave people the impression that he was a lawless rogue operating within the bounds of the law.
In the CBD business district of Capital Port, the law firm had its regular private rooms at several well-known restaurants, convenient for entertaining clients.
As soon as Nora entered the private room of the Japanese restaurant, she felt that the atmosphere was off. Around a round table sat over a dozen people, including three senior members of the law firm, two subordinates serving dishes and pouring drinks, and the rest were associates brought by various bigwigs.
Among them were business people who were good at connecting others.