Chapter 57: Young Man, Are You Tired?
Random House.
Editorial Department.
"Nora, it's so good to see you."
The editor-in-chief, Jack Seff, wore a professional smile that turned into a sincere one from the bottom of his heart when he saw the charming woman approaching. He stepped forward and gave her a Western-style greeting hug.
"Likewise, Jack."
The woman named Nora curled her lips into an intelligent smile. Her low voice, paired with her beauty and poise, gave her a unique charm that was especially alluring.
Adam believed that if god asked the world to vote for a female believer to pray to him, he would definitely cast his vote for Nora.
"Don't you hate New York more than anything? What brings you here this time?" Jack asked warmly.
"Yes, I hate New York, but I can't help it. My son is here." Nora smiled helplessly. "I mainly came to see him, so I stopped by to visit you as well. You wouldn't be unwelcome, would I?"
"Welcome, welcome."
Jack laughed exaggeratedly. "I wish you'd move to New York permanently. You're our brightest star."
"Heh heh."
Nora smiled and turned her captivating eyes toward Adam. "And this is?"
"Adam Duncan."
When he heard her mention her son, Adam instantly cut off the stray thoughts in his heart. He was a man of principles, after all. He would never do something so rotten as destroying another person's family.
"Hello, Adam. I'm Nora."
Nora caught the fleeting flash of familiarity in Adam's eyes, and her gaze grew even more curious.
She was a professional writer who specialized in matters between men and women. She knew everything there was to know about that sort of thing.
The eyes were the windows to the soul. She could read a man's thoughts and intentions from