Natasha “You can’t go,” Kelvin blocked my path. “Earlier, Bruce said it to you. He doesn’t want you to get involved with this. I’ll do the dirty job, please stay out of this.”“I agree,” Maria pitched in. “And is there any way I can help?”“No, thank you, Maria,” Kelvin went aside, trying to reach someone.After a few times of trying, he kicked the vase angrily, breaking it in the process. I bit my lower lip.“Is there a problem?” I asked. “I mean, something different from the current problem.”“Lawyer Alessandro isn’t picking up. I don’t know what’s happening,” Kelvin said, his voice on a high pitch.“They couldn’t have gotten to him already, right?”“Let me try,” I pulled out my phone. I typed the lawyer’s phone number into my phone and called. It rang and he picked it up.“Asphalt Firm, you have reached Lawyer Alessandro,” he said over the phone. “Who is speaking, please?”“Natasha Stamford and don’t you dare cut the call,” I said firmly.“Oh my,” he gasped. “I have no reason for
اقرأ المزيد