area51novel Chapter 263 My innocence is also very important, okay?
Chapter 263 My innocence is also very important, okay?
Chapter 263 My innocence is also very important, okay?
"You made my daughter cry."
Lorne looked surprised when he heard this.
When did I make your daughter cry? Did Hazel tell her father about what happened when I caught her in the act?
Lorne glanced discreetly at Senator Macht across from him and noticed that the man's face did indeed show a hint of anger, as if he was trying hard to suppress his emotions.
"Why do you say that?" Lorne forced an innocent smile. "Mr. Macht, I don't seem to have done anything to displease Miss Hazel."
"Really? Think about it again?" Congressman Macht adopted the attitude that Lorne hated most.
This is just like his teacher when he was in school. He would call you to the office, but wouldn't tell you what mistake you made. He would just ask you to explain yourself, but wouldn't say what you should explain. You had to guess.
No—if he really knew I caught Hazel in the act, then he should also know that I have those photos that could ruin his political future. Under those circumstances, he couldn't possibly be speaking to me in this condescending manner.
Seeing Lorne fall silent, Mori Macht shook his head slightly, a clear look of disappointment in his eyes.
"Mr. Scott, a man should be responsible. I won't help a man who isn't responsible."
Responsibility? What the hell? Lorne completely failed to understand the meaning behind the other person's words.
Could it be—that Hazel tricked me? Did she never even tell her father she needed his help? Or perhaps, her message wasn't conveyed clearly enough?
"Excuse me, Mr. Macht, did Hazel tell you the purpose of my visit today?" Lorne asked, puzzled.
"She said it."
Lorne breathed a slight sigh of relief.
But then he heard Congressman Macht add, "I guessed everything she didn't say."
Lorne, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, instantly felt a surge of relief again.
What do you mean by "guessed it"? I have a feeling that you and your daughter both have some kind of brain problem—
"Sigh—" Senator Macht sighed, speaking in a tone that said, "I've seen through everything. You should know that Hazel sometimes sneaks out at night."
"Did she go out and rummage through the sewers?" Lorne knew immediately and nodded slightly. That must be because she secretly went out to study occult knowledge—
It seems Hazel has been discovered by her parents.
Just as he was considering whether to say a few good words for Hazel and help cover for her,
"You know that? Then what else is there to say?" Congressman Macht's tone became even more certain.
He and Liana only recently found out that their daughter frequently sneaked out at night to go on dates. He had already instructed all the bodyguards in the house to keep their mouths shut; they were all professional bodyguards who had been with the family for years, and their tongues were still very tight.
But this James Scott in front of me also knows about this! Doesn't that clearly mean he's up to something?
Sneaking out on dates and such—young people these days are so daring, much bolder than he was when he was younger.
After mentally labeling James Scott as "stubborn," Congressman Macht took a deep breath and asked with a scrutinizing gaze, "How far have things progressed between you and Hazel?"
Lorne's pupils contracted slightly.
"Don't tell me you were just playing around with Hazel?" Senator Macht's tone became more forceful, and the air of authority he had honed in the military suddenly burst forth.
Lorne's lips twitched involuntarily.
He now probably, possibly, maybe—understands what the other person meant by what they just said.
The other party actually believed that he and Hazel had—that kind of relationship!
Damn it! Why did this happen?!
Although his relationship with Hazel might seem suspicious to outsiders.
But judging from his tone, it seemed he believed that his relationship with Hazel was more than just a normal romantic one; that he had already... well, more than once.
Now, MP Maht believes he has taken advantage of the situation and is refusing to acknowledge it.
No, my innocence is gone just like that—he's never been this speechless, not even towards Tracy.
"Um—Mr. Macht," Lorne tried to explain to clear his name, "Miss Hazel and I really are just ordinary, pure friends."
"I've said it before, I won't help a man who lacks responsibility." Congressman Macht's face instantly darkened.
Depend on!
You set a pre-defined answer for yourself, and then forced me to admit it. I freaking—
For a moment, the two people in the study were at odds: one thought the other was a heartless conman who had taken advantage of them and then abandoned them, while the other thought the other might have something wrong with their head.
Just as the atmosphere was gradually dropping to freezing point.
"Dad! Why did you meet him directly? Didn't I say you were going to tell me first?" Hazel's anxious voice came from outside the door as she rushed in.
"Hayr, I'm talking to your friend about the two of you," Congressman Macht said meaningfully.
Lorne also turned his gaze at the opportune moment, giving her a look full of doubt and questioning.
"This—" Hazel immediately understood that her father, like her mother, must have misunderstood something—
"Anyway, come with me first—" She didn't care about anything else now, pointed at Lorne, and told him to come with her.
"This—" Lorne glanced at Councilor Macht, and seeing that the other party did not object, he stood up, nodded slightly to the councilor, and then followed Hazel out of the study.
Sure enough, something was amiss—senior councilor Macht shook his head slightly as he watched the two figures disappear into the distance.
The two returned to the same small meeting room as before.
"Young Miss, what exactly did you say to your father?" Before Hazel could speak, Lorne questioned her first.
"I—" Hazel didn't know how to explain, so she could only shift the blame, "Isn't it all your fault!"
"It was my fault—"
"Young Miss, even if you don't care about your reputation, I do! If any bad rumors get out, I'll be very troubled~"
"Besides, I don't like your type either~"
"What?! How could you say such a thing!" Lorne's innocent act of portraying himself as a victim made Hazel so angry that she almost couldn't breathe.
If you don't like my type, I won't even look at you.
Before Hazel could react, Lorne asked again, "Have you spoken to your father about helping?"
"I already said so." Hazel gave him a disgruntled look. "I'm not the kind of person who goes back on their word."
"That's good. Let's find a way to clarify our relationship with your father. It'll be better for both of us," Lorne said.
That's somewhat sensible—Heyr nodded.
"Otherwise, what if it ruins my reputation?" Lorne added quietly.
A boy's innocence is also very important, okay?
What?! I, a lady, haven't even blamed you for ruining my reputation, and you're turning around and blaming me for ruining yours?!
"you--!"
Just a second before Hazel was about to explode, Lorne suddenly leaned closer and lowered his voice, "What do you think, Miss Thief?"
How—how did he know?!
Lorne's casual remark left the previously furious Hazel stunned in place.
How did he know I was a "thief"? No, that can't be right, it must be a coincidence! He's using the fact that I stole from him last time to blackmail me! That must be it!
"Hmph! You're not allowed to call me a thief! Last time—last time was just an accident!" Hazel retorted, trying to appear calm.
Looking at Hazel's adorable behavior of first panicking and then forcing herself to calm down, Lorne had a sudden realization.
She is definitely an extraordinary individual on the "Thief" pathway, no doubt about it.
"Alright then, Miss Hazel, let's go find your father first and take care of the important matters."
"The sooner we finish, the sooner I can leave. Or do you want me to stay for lunch?"
"Who would want to invite you to lunch?" Hazel turned her head away.
All her feelings were written on her face—Lorne sighed silently as he watched Hazel's reaction.
If only Tracy, Cattleya, and Fors could be so easy to guess what they're thinking—
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