All Chapters of You lost me, Now you'll lose everything. : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CHAPTER 32 OLIVIA “Hey, you look oddly familiar. Did you come from Houston?” A six-foot biker walked up to me and asked. I shook my head, disapproving of him.“Oh, looks like she doesn't speak. What a waste of pussy, brother,” he teased, and a whole lot of them burst out laughing. My grip on my drink tightened, but I just swallowed and forced a smile at the man. I had nothing to say to them right now until I watched them all get locked up behind bars for their crimes. I had been sitting here for a couple of hours now, and I had seen a lot of crazy things happen. In just a few hours, I had seen the bikers have a race. The race was a little exciting since I had never seen anything like it. They raced, and some of them bet their money on who would win. It was quite thrilling, except for the fact that I heard some of the riders boast that they took different routes through some person’s house just to make it back early and win the prize.The most annoying of

CHAPTER 34WILLIAMS I quickly dashed into the bathroom and took my bath. In a couple of minutes, I was done, dressed, and headed downstairs where the car was waiting for me. Once inside, my driver took me straight to the firm. Sitting in the car, I checked the time; it was almost ten in the morning. A small smile crept onto my lips. Yes, I was early. I wanted to supervise everything to ensure it was just right before she arrived. I didn’t want this to go awry. I wanted it to be perfect so she could be swept off her feet.In a couple of minutes, my car pulled into the firm’s compound, and the engine was turned off. I stepped out and made my way inside quickly. Just as I expected, some of the staff weren’t there yet. The ones who were at work were the workaholics who hated going home or having a little time to themselves. Each time they had a moment to themselves, they would surely come back to the firm and immerse themselves in work. I guess that was what made them

CHAPTER 36OLIVIA By the time I was done enjoying my slice of cake, everyone had gone back to work. I walked out and saw Gab packing up some glasses, so I quickly joined her.“Oh,” she chuckled. “Thank you, dear. You didn't need to; it's your day, and you're supposed to enjoy it.”Urgh. The birthday drama again? I can't even catch a break at this point. I can’t tell her that it isn’t my birthday. I don’t think Williams did the same thing; I think he just told them to go back to work since we were done with the celebrations. So I’d just keep quiet and act like it is actually my birthday.I helped her carry the glasses to the other side of the firm before the cleaning ladies came to collect them from us. We both proceeded to wash our hands in the bathroom. I glanced at her from time to time as we washed our hands. I couldn’t help but admire her—her fashion sense, her style, and what she has achieved in the judicial world. She is such a stunning woma

CHAPTER 38OLIVIA After waiting for Gab for a few minutes, I slipped out my phone and texted her that I was on my way home. I couldn’t wait any longer; I needed to go back home to meet my son and also to rest from the hectic day I’d had moving from place to place since I won the case. Yes, I was very excited but also exhausted. After I was announced the winner, I had to go outside for a series of interviews that I couldn’t miss. There were a lot of questions, and I had to stand outside for some time to finish with the reporters. After that, I had some talks with the other attorneys and judges of the jury who were present. Most of them couldn’t remember me, which was even better; I had no intention of explaining why I was with the Jerkins Law Firm and not that of the Brown family.Well, after that, Mr. Smith proposed that I leave with them in their entourage to his office, where I also had to answer some questions the reporters were asking before I joined them for a

CHAPTER 41OLIVIA “Less questions, Livie. We are about to get on a private jet. You can ask me questions when we get there,” he replied, patting my back.He walked in front of me, making his way to the jet that was already waiting. I trailed right behind him, and we both settled into the jet. Once I stepped inside, I couldn't help but sense the luxury and exclusivity. The sleek silver body, the curves and lines, exuded a deep sense of power and sophistication. Minutes later, the jet's engine hummed softly as it flew through the air.I leaned back on the plush cream-colored leather seats. The carpet was also very soft and thick underneath my feet—a deep, rich brown that gave off comfort. It wasn't a rented one; it was a private jet for the Jerkins family. It seemed quite luxurious and had expensive taste. I wasn't entirely surprised; the Jerkins family was rich— not just any kind of rich, but old money type of rich.My eyes narrowed at Williams, wh