Ace Attorney Max Galactica Novels & Stories

A lawyer specifically serving the wealthy. "Can I go now?" Eranthe raised her head, as if just digesting his words. Gabriel's good-looking face revealed a formulaic smile. "Yes." Eranthe followed him out, then suddenly remembered something. "What about my colleague?" "Miss. Acacia White left just a moment ago. You can contact her once you're home." Eranthe breathed a sigh of relief. "She must have been terrified." Gabriel looked thoughtfully at the woman in front of him. Despite her own fear, she was concerned about whether others had been frightened.

Maximus held a separate press conference from his office, flanked by their professional communications team. With the truth out in the open, multiple million-dollar lawsuits were filed against Mr. Beckett, ensuring that prison would likely be his only home for a very long time. Weeks after the chaos, I had a new patient—one I couldn’t refuse, as I was assigned to the department when she arrived. Stella Mercer.

I always refused, stubbornly clinging to the idea of a normal, stable love. Today, I finally saw the light. Some dogs don't deserve loyalty. The call connected. "It's me." "The game's over. Cut all funds to the Gallo family. Freeze their accounts." "And one more thing..." I closed my eyes, letting the cold snow hit my face. When I opened them again, there was only ice. "Raphael, come get me. By tomorrow, I want Maximo and the Gallo family erased from Chicago." There was a moment of silence. Then, a man's voice, deep and raw with long-suppressed pain and killing intent.

Celeste stopped talking when the man pointed a gun at her. "Don't fool us because we've known for a long time who Maximus' girlfriend is. You're Mr. Logan Marquez's daughter, the CEO of Celestial Elegance and Maximus' girlfriend." "Wrong!" Celeste immediately replied. Her head was aching because why was she involved in Hannah's mess? "I just came back from France, I'm just a designer for Celestial Elegance and I'm definitely not Maximus' girlfriend because the CEO of Celestial Elegance and Maximus' girlfriend you're referring to is Hannah, the woman who looks like me, my sister! I'm not Hannah, I'm Celeste Marquez!" she said angrily to the man.

It was when he got to Gabe’s many virtues that I thought I might be sick. I wasn’t sure who the priest was extolling, but it wasn’t the man I knew. I supposed that a man had a right to be remembered well even if it was a damn lie. But there was someone else that was getting a little too full of this bullshit as well. It wasn’t Sutton. “I thought we were here to pay Gabe of Abberly’s last respects, not the archangel Gabriel.” There was a stunned silence as Mad Max stood at the back of the room, one leg crossed over the other and an unlit cigarette hanging from his lips.

said Anna and started eating her breakfast. Max watched Anna then said, "Today I'm going to take you to the hospital and then leave you Anna because I have to take care of my other artists too. Jocy seems to have to work at Glenneagle Hospital in California too. I hope you can take care of yourself, Anna." "Calm down, Max. I'm fine alone, anyway JC is still not awake, there's nothing we can do," replied Anna casually. Before 09.00 am LA time, officers from the LAPD who will temporarily escort Annastacia arrived at JC's house. A man in his early 30s with a stout body typical of tough military training with long black hair, he introduced himself as Jeff Hanibal.

From a side glance, I assured Doctor Tim that I was fine as he seemed to have become worked up about my discharge. We got out of the hospital as Max led me to sit at the back of the car while he got in front and drove off. Now, thinking about it, he hadn't used any of his guards recently. "Where are we going to Max?" I asked as he accelerated faster, not sparing me a glance. "To AGC" His reply came shortly and my heart skipped. "AGC? You're joking right" I bemused, disliking the whole idea of everything that has been happening.

Max who happened to be lurking around the corner caught sight of me and bowed his head. I signaled him with my hands to follow behind as he obeyed my orders. "Are you sure?" Axel asked over the phone. "I can't let what's mine....ours get taken away from me again," I said to Axel. "Very well, I will be there shortly with your lawyer," Axel reassured me as I hung up the call heading out of the mansion. Max rushed to the car opened the door for me and bowed his head, "to the company," I ordered getting into the car and wearing my coat quickly.

"He usually plays a few holes and then has lunch on the clubhouse patio. You should be able to catch him." "Perfect. Good work, Hazel." "You're welcome," she said. There was a brief pause before she added, "Good luck." The call disconnected. Maxwell glanced at the address glowing on his phone screen. He flicked his turn signal on, took the exit ramp, and smoothly merged onto the road heading north. Driana Garcia thought she had the final say by locking him out of her building. She thought she could just ignore Sterling Industries and that would be the end of it. But she forgot that her father was the one who actually built the company.

“New threat? What are you talking about?” I went on to explain everything Aric told me. Then told him how Kaia’s attorney is in the hospital. Aiden’s eyes grew more concerned with each passing moment. “I hate to say this, but do you think Alpha Max is involved?” “What? No. I mean, he swears up and down he didn’t know about anything,” I said.