At that moment, they were only three meters apart.
Unlike before, when he could only hear her voice on the phone, Luke could easily sense through Mental Communication that this lady, who was famous for being arrogant and mean in New York's upper-class circle, really admired him.
It wasn't easy for him to carry out his initial plan of getting things done with just a few words.
After chatting for a while, Luke felt even weirder.
Why did it sound like Aurora was checking his background?
With great interest, she asked him about his educational background, work experience, family situation, and future requirements for a spouse. What the hell?
Luke wasn't interested in talking about his private life with this lady. After a few laughs, he said directly, "Mrs. Soderberg, you didn't call me here just to ask these questions, did you?"
Aurora chuckled and took a sip of her black tea. "Luke, I just told you to call me Aurora."
Luke said, "Okay, Aurora. Can you answer my questions now?"
O'Laura blinked her eyes and revealed the cunningness of a young girl. "If I say that I really want to talk to you about these trivial things in life, will you leave immediately?"
Luke raised an eyebrow and found it funny. So it was true.
Of course, Aurora didn't know who she was talking to. She didn't hide her attitude at all.
Also, although Aurora was in her early forties, she had never been poor, and had taken good care of herself.
Her daughter, Lindsay, was a beauty without makeup, and O'Laura was also very similar to her daughter. Her looks were not bad either.
In terms of appearance and temperament, not considering her harsh words, she could completely charm men who didn't have a generation gap.
That little wink just now was a far cry from her usual arrogant style. She was very casual, and much more likable than the way noblewomen acted.
Luke smiled. "Aurora, I'm just an insignificant detective, and a very young one at that. I want to spend my working hours on the job. Chatting isn't in my schedule. "
The admiration in Aurora's eyes deepened.
If it were any other young man, most of them would have gladly come if she had invited them. Work wasn't important at all.
But since Luke had made it clear, she couldn't really say that he was here to check out her daughter's "male friend."
She coughed and said, "I need to thank you for what happened with Monroe. If you encounter any trouble in New York in the future, you can look for me with my private number. "
Looking at Aurora, who had suddenly become "kind," Luke wasn't quite used to it. It always felt weird when you were like this! This intimate route really doesn't suit you.
He could only nod. "Okay, if there's a need, I will."
I don't think I have anything to ask of you. You'd better go and play somewhere cool. He couldn't help but add in his heart.
O'Laura said with a smile, "However, I have a request."
Luke didn't want to waste any time, and simply said, "Speak."
Aurora said, "If you have time, please enlighten Lindsay."
Looking at Luke's surprised expression, she sighed and said, "I agree with what you said at the police department the other day. What's the point of getting along with family if there's only law and no familial love? "
It was true. Luke got another result.
"Since you're in the police department, you must have heard of our family's" name "from your superiors and colleagues. But if you go back and ask about our family's reputation in the police department two years ago, you'll know that we have no choice, "O'Laura said with a self-deprecating smile.
Pausing for a moment, she was a little down. "My daughter grew up and had her own ideas after she went to college. She always felt that whatever we said was wrong and that we were interfering with her freedom. But we just don't want her to step into a quagmire. Even if she can walk out of the quagmire, sooner or later, others will take the ugly photos of her rolling in the quagmire and mock her for not being clean. "
Luke more or less understood what she meant.
Monroe was Lindsay's "quagmire," or more precisely, a scandal.
O'Laura looked at him. "There are a lot of boys around Lindsay. There are so many rich and poor boys in college, and they have power but not power. Who are we interfering with? None. We've never interfered with her freedom to make friends, except for this Monroe. "
Luke listened quietly. What O'Laura said was still true.
She said with a bitter smile, "But who is this Monroe? He took more than 100,000 dollars from Lindsay several times, and I became suspicious of him. After a casual investigation, I found out that he was a drug addict, not weed, but drug addict. Tell me, do you think I can let my daughter interact with such a man and endlessly give him money to buy medicine? "
Luke couldn't argue with that.
If this had happened to Claire, he would have wanted to disappear from the world.
Once you got involved in gambling and drugs, you basically lost your bottom line.
When an addiction flared up, you wouldn't even recognize your own family.
No one wanted their family to be close to such a person.
O'Laura said, "Our relationship with her is very fragile now. Jeffrey told me not to do anything for now, but how can I not do anything? She's my daughter. I've watched her grow up to be young and beautiful. She's always been the treasure in my heart. So, I can only ask you to help me. "
Pondering for a moment, Luke said, "O'Laura, I'm a young man and an outsider. There's nothing I can do."
O'Laura, however, said, "I know, but at least you're a normal person. No, you're an outstanding child. Your grades in high school weren't bad, you work hard, and you have a good reputation … "
As she said that, she noticed the strange look in Luke's eyes.
O'Laura paused for a moment, then apologized with a bitter smile. "I'm sorry, Luke. You know that we're on edge because of what happened with Monroe, so I did a basic investigation on you, but it was limited to your record in the police department. I didn't mean to pry into your privacy. "
Luke believed that.
If she had really investigated him in detail, this lady probably wouldn't have asked.
Compared with an artist who was addicted to drugs, a young man who had killed hundreds of armed criminals in a year couldn't be considered normal.
After all, NYPD wasn't LAPD, and wouldn't have a thorough record of his past achievements. Dustin had done everything he could to hide the information.
Most people wouldn't be able to see the details of his past achievements unless they had high-level clearance in LAPD.
But his expression still turned solemn. "O'Laura, I can understand how you feel, but that doesn't mean I can accept anyone investigating me."
O'Laura looked a little embarrassed. She had blurted out the words that she shouldn't have said out of nowhere.
For some reason, the longer she talked to this young man, the more she liked him, and the less wary she was.
She raised her hand and said, "Okay, I promise I won't do this again. Please forgive me for being impatient this time. "
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