Chapter 58: Every Nora Is Awesome
Random House.
Editor-in-Chief's Office.
"Young man, does living like this tire you out?"
Editor-in-Chief Jack Seff's face went dark when he heard that.
MMP!
Sometimes, the gap between people was even greater than the gap between people and pigs.
A pig would always be a pig; it could never become the main character. But sometimes, people really weren't human.
Though he was bald, potbellied, and married, he considered himself more than good enough to Nora. Why was Nora helping Adam so much when she had only just met him?
Why?!
Jack roared inside!
At the same time.
Adam was roaring inside too. Why did that sound so awkwardly familiar? Was she flirting with him?
The romantic thoughts he had cut off surfaced again. They were like chives—cut down once, only to grow back again before long. They simply could not be eradicated. So he unconsciously slipped into the mindset of a classic character from his previous life, one known for psychological drama: If you're my brother, come chop me... Oh, wrong, wrong. It should be: I'm dying, I'm dying.
"Ahem, I'm fine. I'm fine."
Adam coughed lightly and replied awkwardly, while continuously reminding himself: She's a decent woman. She has a son and a family. She isn't in the Scoundrel Woman category. Don't surrender to your inner demon just because you respect her.
Thinking that, Adam once again used the sword of wisdom to slay his inner demon. His gaze toward Nora became clear once more.
Nora was genuinely stunned this time, as if she had witnessed the ninth wonder of the world. She closed the manuscript, impatient with Jack dragging things out, and directly spoke up for Adam.
"Jack, I took a quick look. Lord of the Mysteries is absolutely an exceptional work,