All Chapters of Moving On from a Cheater: Chapter 361 - Chapter 370

Iris' expression turned serious. "You have to genuinely like this job to do well."Brad smiled. He was actually becoming interested in this job. He found it fun.They left for the law firm together in Brad's car. While Brad went to park the car, Iris waited at the entrance.While Iris was waiting for Brad, Liandra approached her. She told Iris that the court had ordered her mother to pay her, and she planned to leave once she received the money. Iris wished her well, and Liandra thanked her before walking away.Brad saw Liandra leaving. He asked Iris, "What was she here for?""Nothing much," Iris replied before walking into the law firm. She stood by the elevator waiting for it to arrive, and Brad stood beside her. "What a poor girl," he remarked.Iris kept quiet. Brad tilted his head, observing her. "You have such a cold heart, Iris." He found her unbelievably composed. Yes, she helped Liandra, but she had not shown Liandra any pity despite Liandra's tragic circumstances.Iri

Iris was now able to handle cases independently as an official lawyer. She did not have to do so in secret anymore.Brad could also be her legitimate assistant now since official lawyers could mentor interns.Her first instinct upon receiving her official lawyer badge was to share the good news with Jason. However, when she pulled up their chat history, she realized the last message was sent a month ago. They hadn't contacted each other for a month.Her enthusiasm waned. Self-deprecation tugged at the corner of her lips. Why would she think of him?She set her phone down.Brad suddenly leaned on her desk, staring at her intently. "We've wrapped up the case, and I've worked hard to help you. Don't I deserve a treat?"Iris was startled by his sudden appearance and shot him a look. "I will — after we finish the second case."Brad pouted. "You're heartless, Iris. Please buy me a drink. It won't cost you much.""I can't hold my liquor. If you want a drink, I'll transfer the money to

Fiora settled down at a nearby table and ordered a drink, choosing to drink alone.Brad remarked, "That girl has no brain."Iris asked, "Who are you talking about?""Not you, don't get me wrong. I mean that wealthy young lady over there. She's alone in a place like this, yet she's drinking so much," Brad said.Iris discreetly glanced in Fiora's direction. She silently retracted her gaze. Tilting her chin, she said to Brad, "Dance for me again. I want to watch."Brad asked, "Is there a reward?"Iris replied, "Who's mentoring you at the law firm...""Stop," Brad interrupted. "You win."He had to admit that if it weren't for Iris mentoring him, he wouldn't have lasted long in the law firm.With a chuckle, he asked, "Do you want to see a sexy dance or a powerful dance?"Iris thought for a moment and said, "Sexy."As Brad walked onto the dance floor, so did Fiora. She swayed unsteadily, clearly having had too much to drink. Brad shook his head. He pulled her aside and told her,

So what if her engagement was called off? It was a blessing for her. Yet, she chose to wallow in misery and self-pity.After exiting the house, Jason walked to his car.Iris was waiting in the car for Brad. When she caught sight of Jason, she paused. It had been a month since she last saw him. He looked tired.She opened the car door and stepped out. "Mr. Just," she greeted him.He walked over when he saw her."I've been promoted," she shared the good news with him."Congratulations," Jason said, although he already knew.He stood before her, within arm's reach. They fell into a moment of silence, neither knowing what to say. Iris racked her brain for a topic, but Jason spoke first."As you know by now, being a lawyer isn't my main job. A lot of matters have piled up over the past year that need my attention, so I'll probably be leaving the law firm," he informed her with a smile.Iris was taken aback; she hadn't expected him to leave. Even after knowing that being a lawyer wa

Brad was still holding onto the two tissues.He climbed into the car. He wanted to ask Iris what had upset her, but seeing her face, he found himself unable to bring it up.Iris restarted the car and merged into the flow of traffic. Suddenly, the phone she placed on the center console rang. Because Iris was driving, she connected the call to the car's Bluetooth system. She heard Cassie's excited voice say, "Iris, I took your father to the hospital for a follow-up today. Guess who I saw there?""Who?" Iris asked, her tone calm."Renee Stein," Cassie pronounced each syllable slowly before bursting into laughter.Even through the phone, Iris could sense the schadenfreude in her tone, and so could Brad."Why didn't you ask me what she was doing at the hospital?" Cassie asked, disappointed in Iris' lack of enthusiasm."I'm driving," Iris replied flatly."Oh, okay. Let me tell you, your ex-father-in-law is keeping a mistress. The mistress even had a baby! Renee Stein and the mistre