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Chapter 3 - CHAPTER 3

Dora visibly stiffened. She awkwardly held up a paper bag and explained, "I came to return your coat." Martins nodded and took the paper bag. "Thank you." Then without saying anything more, he walked straight towards the elevator. Dora snapped out of her trance and hurried to catch up with him. "Mr. Dark, there's something I..." The elevator doors slid open as soon as Martins pressed the button. Without hesitation, Dora followed him in. Seeing this, he narrowed his eyes at her inquisitively. Then he smoothed his shirt and said indifferently, "I'm not taking your case." Dora fell silent. It seemed that Martins already knew about the matter regarding her father! She lowered her head and asked softly, "Did Larry ask you not to take my case?" Martins looked at her in the mirror-like wall and smiled. "No. I just don't like mixing my private affairs with work." Dora understood what he meant. If she wanted to sleep with him, he was more than willing. But if she came to him for anything related to work, she could just forget about it. Her ears turned red from embarrassment. But once again, Martins didn't force her to do anything. Although she was beautiful, it wasn't enough for him to sacrifice his principles. Besides, he wasn't interested in sleeping around in the daytime. Soon, the elevator stopped at the twenty-eighth floor. Martin's secretary was waiting at the elevator door. She was surprised to see Dora with him, but because of her years of working for this man, she knew better than to say anything. "Mr. Dark, your client has arrived," she said politely. Martins tossed the paper bag to his secretary and said, "Send it to the dry cleaners." The secretary nodded and left. Martins lowered his head and started tinkering with his phone. Without looking up, he said to Dora, "Find another lawyer. And you shouldn't sell your body for favors. It's distasteful." Then he walked out of the elevator just before the doors slid to a close. Dora gritted her teeth. What a hypocrite! At home, Melissa was getting more and more anxious. Dora was under great pressure, so she decided to meet up with her college classmate, Zara Gold. Zara had gotten married to a rich man from Dufrone right after graduation. Her husband had a wide range of contacts. Left with nowhere to turn, Dora asked Zara for help. They met up in a cafe, and Dora wasted no time to tell her friend everything that transpired. Zara cursed Larry vehemently. After she vented her anger, she thought for a while and asked, "Did you really get a hotel room with Martins?" Dora blushed and stirred her coffee stiffly. Zara lowered her voice and teased, "Dora, you're really something! Even those celebrities can hardly get Martins's attention. There's rarely any gossip about him because he's so 'chaste'." Dora smiled bitterly and changed the subject. "Anyway, I had no choice but to turn to you, Zara." Martins held great power and prestige in the upper echelons of society. Zara could easily offend him if she dared to help Dora. But Zara was Dora's loyal friend. Using her connections, she quickly found out Martins's schedule. * On Saturday, Martins had a golf appointment with someone at the country club at three o'clock in the afternoon. Dora went to the country club with Zara and her husband at the appointed time. To her great surprise though, Larry was also there. She was quite stunned at the sudden turn of events. Zara pinched her husband's arm hard and whined, "Why didn't you tell us that Larry would also be here? How can Dora ask Martins for help now?" Zara's husband apologized profusely. "I'm sorry, Dora! I didn't know, I swear!" Before Dora could back out, Martins had already seen them. He was dressed in white golf attire, looking rich and handsome. He was so tall that he stood out among the crowd. Just like at the law firm, Martins pretended not to know Dora and only greeted Zara's husband. Zara's husband was flattered, so he smiled back. Then Martins glanced at Dora. Dora had smooth, supple skin, and she had deliberately worn clothes that highlighted her good figure. The tight-fitting white T-shirt made her look energetic, while her light grey shorts showcased her perfect long legs. And her long, wavy brown hair was tied in a neat bun, which added to her charm. Martins glanced at her long and slender legs and asked casually, "And you are...?" ?

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