The Captain I Married by Chance novel Chapter 113

Nora stared at the chicken, which was frozen in place on the floor.

She took a deep breath and slowly raised her eyes to meet Nolan's.

"What is the meaning of this, Mr. Devereaux?"

Leonard had only told her to meet Nolan for a meal to get acquainted, not that she would have to put on a show for him.

"Tsk, didn't you hear me? I told you to kill the chicken."

"And you call yourself a forensic pathologist? The 'pride of the force'?"

Nora raised an eyebrow.

It seemed Nolan had done some research on her.

But he was clearly unimpressed with her professional experience.

Nora smiled faintly, folded her hands in her lap, and leaned back against her chair.

Her tone was light as she said, "Sorry, Mr. Devereaux, but we don't generally work on live poultry."

At her refusal, Nolan's brow furrowed.

The delicate air around him vanished, revealing him for the little devil he truly was.

"To put it bluntly, you're just scared."

"Tch, how boring!"

Nolan picked up his phone and sent a message. Then he propped one leg on the dining table, staring at Nora with a smirk.

He looked like he was waiting for a show to begin.

Nora frowned. Realizing what was happening, she was about to speak when her phone started ringing.

Seeing "Leonard" flash across the screen, Nora's heart sank.

She instinctively glanced at Nolan.

Her gut told her this was his doing.

"Answer it."

The thought that this old bastard was her father made Nora want to cut all ties with him completely.

"Hey."

Nolan tapped the table with his phone. "So, what's it going to be? Are you going to perform or not?"

Nora raised an eyebrow, suppressing the rage simmering inside her. She stood up, her expression calm. "Just killing a chicken is boring. From what I understand, Mr. Devereaux is quite interested in criminal investigation?"

Nolan's eyes lit up.

As if afraid of giving her leverage, he cleared his throat, adjusted his expression, and said impatiently, "What's that got to do with you?"

Nora said, "Not much, I suppose. But as it happens, I have to deliver something for the department today. Interested in coming with me to see it, Mr. Devereaux?"

"A delivery? What is it?"

Nora stood up, looking down at Nolan, and a few words escaped her red lips: "A heart that was just examined."

She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, her voice laced with a faint challenge. "Coming?"