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Chapter 127 Locke: I'm gay? How come I didn't know? (4/5, please subscribe)

However, matters concerning Nick Fury and Locke are being handled very well.

Those who need to know already know.

Those who shouldn't know, certainly won't know.

Both Locke and old Underwood tacitly agreed not to mention this matter to Claire.

Locke was confident that he could handle the matter.

The day Nick Fury stepped down was the day this one-eyed black slave died.

As long as he acts quickly enough and is confident, Nick Fury will never have a chance to use the pager that he has always treasured.

As for why old Underwood doesn't say...

Very simple.

He was confident that he could step in and handle things when Locke couldn't.

Don't underestimate this person. He came from humble beginnings, but through his own efforts, he rose step by step to become the Majority Whip of the House of Representatives, demonstrating his ruthless methods and cunning.

Of course.

This is why old Underwood got beaten up.

Even tigers, though vicious, do not eat their cubs.

but---.

Old Underwood's temper was far more formidable than a tiger's.

So, seeing that Frank was plotting against his own son, it was no surprise that his mother, Claire, was furious.

but!

More than comforting old Underwood's wounded heart, Locke was curious about what his mother, Claire, had taken his beloved wife to the back garden for.

In the back garden.

No matter how Esme looked at it, this back garden didn't seem like a back garden at all.

Because there were only a few flowers in total.

All told, in this huge backyard, there are only about seven or eight flowers.

Moreover, it's clear at a glance that the owner of these flowers probably hasn't taken good care of them.

Instead of taking Esme to see the flowers, her mother Claire sat down on a bench in the corridor after they came out.

"Did Locke tell you about Stephanie?"

"".-Yes."

"I don't know anything about this."

Claire looked at Esme sternly and stated her position: "I disagree with this—."

Before her mother Claire could finish speaking, Esme interrupted with a smile, "I've already agreed."

Claire paused for a moment, then looked intently at the expression on Esme's face.

Esme's expression remained unchanged.

"When Locke came down, he told me that there were no secrets between Locke and me."

"-.Yeah?"

Claire listened to Esme's explanation with some skepticism.

Esme smiled slightly and looked at Claire: "Actually, Locke didn't want to go. It was I who suggested that Locke meet with Ms. Stephanie Malik first."

Claire felt a little awkward with her words.

Good guy.

She knew that many young people in Washington had fun, but she was always grateful that her son knew how to keep himself clean and never associated with the privileged second-generation rich kids in Washington.

Back when he lived in South Carolina, Locke loved listening to his grandfather tell stories of the plantation's past glory.

After moving to Washington, D.C., Locke simply stopped going out of the house altogether.

Claire initially suspected that Locke might be depressed, but after seeing a psychologist three times, it was finally confirmed that Locke was not depressed; he simply didn't want to go out much.

But what's the point of staying at school and home all day? So Claire and Frank came up with a solution.

You don't like going out, right? Fine, we'll force you to go out.

This explains why the two were so busy with work that they couldn't take care of Locke's lunch and had to let him go out to find something to eat on his own.

Locke had wanted to order takeout, but the two of them made a good excuse.

As the son of a congressman, what kind of behavior is it to order takeout all the time? What if those tabloid reporters in Washington report this nonsense?

Locke thought about it and agreed that it made sense.

This explains why, when he lived in Washington, D.C., he would search for delicious food all over the city every day at noon.

The two watched Locke walk out of the house, quite pleased. Young people like reading, which is fine, but you can't just like reading; you also need to know how to socialize.

So during holidays, Claire would always drag Locke along to go out socializing with him.

She was terrified that Locke would become the kind of bookworm who only knew how to study.

But right now.

She was a little bewildered.

The son told his daughter-in-law, and the son's father was eager to find his son a mistress.

As a result, her daughter-in-law was not angry at all. Instead, she comforted her, saying, "Don't worry, Mother-in-law. Your son didn't really want to go. I was the one who suggested that he go and make contact with him."

Claire looked at the smiling Esme, her mind racing, and then a possibility came to mind.

"that----

Claire frowned, lowered her voice, and asked cautiously, "You and Locke, you're not in a same-sex marriage, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Esme's gaze widened, her eyes bulging as she looked at Claire.

"What?"

"The idea of ​​same-sex marriage—."

"I know what that means, Claire."

Esme interrupted again, then looked at Claire with amusement: "I just didn't expect you to say that."

Claire shook her head, somewhat speechless.

Why else?

I had my doubts before.

After all, which kid hasn't had a relationship in high school?

The results of it?

Other students, during the homecoming dance, would go in pairs, some even renting luxury cars to pick up their girlfriends.

But what about Locke?

He went, but it would have been better if he hadn't gone.

The question is, Locke went to the ball that day with another man who didn't have a female companion, and the two of them even won the titles of Emperor and Queen of the Ball.

Only God knows how terrible Claire felt when she heard the news.

It was only after Locke went to college and started dating Stephanie that Claire started to suspect Locke's sexual orientation.

But the two broke up again, and she heard that it was Stephanie who initiated the breakup, which made Claire worried again.

She suspected that Locke was using Stephanie as a cover to conceal his true love.

Locke's sudden marriage afterwards only fueled Claire's suspicions.

but.-

Her suspicions vanished after she learned that Esme was pregnant, but now, hearing Esme say that she had asked Locke to go, her suspicions returned.

After all, what wife would willingly allow her husband to have mistresses outside the marriage?

Esme couldn't help but laugh as her mother-in-law Claire recounted the amusing stories of the Locke High School prom.

"The Emperor and Queen of the Ball, real or fake?"

"Of course it's true."

Claire vouched for her statement, then looked at Esme's expression and asked, "So, Locke really isn't?"

Esme looked at Claire with amusement: "Claire, you can rest assured about that, no one is more straightforward than him."

Well known.

Locke has two great secrets that she knows but others don't.

First, Locke hated black.

Of course.

Inanimate objects are excluded.

Secondly, when Locke was in the apartment, the two of them were huddled on the sofa watching various correct news reports on TV when Locke made all sorts of straight-male remarks.

Furthermore...

Whether Locke is straight or not, others may not know, but surely she does?

In a word.

直！

Very straightforward!

Claire was even more confused by Esme's resolute assurance.

"Then why?" "Because I also have the last name Underwood, Claire."

Esme smiled at Claire and gave her answer: "If Locke is good, then I am good; and the better Underwood is, the better Locke is, and the better I am, isn't that right?"

Claire listened to Esme's explanation without saying anything, but simply looked at Esme quietly.

after awhile.

Claire looked at Esme and gave her a genuine smile of satisfaction with her daughter-in-law.

"You're very smart, Esme. Locke told me your family is from Boston?"

"Yes."

Are there any other people in the house?

I also have two younger sisters.

"Two? Has Locke seen them before?"

"certainly."

Esme smiled as she spoke, then, seeing Claire still wanting to ask more questions, smoothly changed the subject: "Actually, the main reason is that I trust Locke, and Locke has assured me."

Upon hearing this, Claire looked at Esme with some curiosity.

"Oh, what guarantees did he give you?"

"Locke said he married me willingly, and he has never regretted it."

"I can tell."

Claire recalled the scene from when she was in the room, watching Locke and Esme get out of the car.

Esme walked ahead, while Locke lagged half a step behind and was trying to ingratiate himself with Esme.

obviously.

His own son cares a lot about the wife he chose.

This is why Claire brought Esme here to talk.

She knew what was going on when she heard Esme use the name "Little Cave".

After all, only three people knew the nickname "Locke".

She, Frank, and Stephanie.

When Esme used this nickname, it was in a teasing tone, and it's easy to guess what had happened.

But she felt that while she had guessed the beginning, she hadn't guessed the ending.

However, there was one more thing she needed to confirm.

Claire looked at Esme intently: "So, your marriage to Locke is an open one?"

Esme laughed when she heard that.

"Are you saying that I acquiesced to Locke, and Locke acquiesced to me?"

"You know what I mean."

"certainly-"

"no."

Esme, seeing that Claire showed no sign of joking, also stopped smiling and looked at Claire seriously.

"Locke is a very hypocritical person, and I'm pretty sure he won't forgive me if I do that."

"So, that's not the case."

The reason she acquiesced to Locke's decision was actually quite simple.

Because she started it first.

but-.

We three sisters have changed so many times, and this guy still doesn't seem to have noticed.

So, just in case, Esme felt it was better to be magnanimous than to be exposed later.

Anyway, the three sisters are of one mind.

No matter what kind of seductive and shameless women Locke brings in in the future, the three Phantom Cuckoo sisters can still wreak havoc and kill them all!