The Loving Voice

Nolan raised the glasses on his nose and pondered for a few seconds.

"Miss Kara, this ... I can't tell you. If you want to know, it's better to ask Mr. James."

Kara bit her lips. She hesitated.

"I was afraid that if I asked James, I would upset him."

Nolan knew that she was truly worried about James. "Miss Kara, there are many things that Mr. James has buried in his heart. He rarely talks to me.

If you let him speak to you, he might be able to find an outlet for the hatred in his heart."

Kara listened to him.

James took a shower and returned to Kara's room. Kara was wearing a black silk nightgown, reclining on the bed.

With one hand on her head and the other on her leg, she smiled at him seductively.

Her smile was too silly and coupled with her pretentious movements, it looked somewhat a bit funny.

However, he still fell for her tricks.

He glanced at her ankles. Something inside him was sparkled.