Ace Attorney Online Novels & Stories

The other directors all nod and then wait for him to answer. “I, I, I’m Mike Brewers and I’m with Brewers Law firm.” Tom holds up his phone stopping him from saying anything else. He makes a call “yes, I’d like you to check a lawyer’s credentials and registration please? Yes, his name is Mike Brewers of Brewers law firm” he asks the person on the other end.

"He isn't an attorney." "Not yet, but he can help you with Preston, Madden, and Owen. Daryl Owen has started representing Alexandria and Chelsea." "Do you have his number?" The lines were back in the corners of his stunning blue eyes. "As a matter of fact, I do."

I asked calmly, "Do you know of anyone who would be willing to take on this lawsuit, please?" "Ms. Chancey, I may be reckless in saying this, but no one else would dare. lexie is by far the best known attorney in the country. He almost never loses a lawsuit. Wait... Ms. Chancey, do you know Kenneth Easton? To the best of my knowledge, I'm afraid Mr. Easton is the only one who can handle Lexie..." I frowned slightly. "Could you please give me Mr. Easton's contact information?" "Ms. Chancey, I'm sorry. I don't have his contact information. I have to tell you that Mr. Easton is eccentric and only takes on cases that interest him. He has money and doesn't live on it, so he only takes one or two

Their websites are emotionless, as though marriage is something that can be untangled neatly with signatures and filing fees and maybe for some people it is. I click on the first firm with decent reviews and a downtown address. My eyes skim over phrases like high-net-worth divorce, confidential proceedings, financial protection strategies. The language makes my stomach twist. Three weeks ago, I was decorating an apartment. Now I’m comparing attorneys. I almost close the browser. Instead, I press the consultation button before I can talk myself out of it. A scheduling calendar appears. Tomorrow morning. 9:30 a.m. My thumb hovers over the screen for exactly one breath before I confirm the appo

she giggled in spite of the serious conversation. Atticus cleared his throat, “the five families do meet monthly with me in attendance. I also remain on retainer to manage any potential issues which arise in our business. I am an international law lawyer with my own company and several exceptional talents who report to me. I am legally able to represent you in more than nineties countries all over the world.” “Holy shit. You need to be brilliant.”

Matthew drove to Midtown. If Vance and Associates wouldn't take my case, then there were other competitive law firms I could try. “Hi.” I smiled at the pretty receptionist. “How can I be of help?” “I’m here to speak with a family law attorney.” “Do you have an appointment?” “I don't.” “Okay,” her voice cracked. “What's your name?” She clicked the mouse, her eyes fixed on the screen. “I'm Kora Ellison.” She paused, slowly lifting her eyes to my face. Then back to the screen. That didn't look good. Good thing I was still wearing the shades Matthew had given me.

Allison smiled. Andrea nodded slightly and took her seat. Allison twirled the pen in-between her finger around, "What can I help you with, Miss Accardo?" Andrea hesitated for a few seconds, "I need an attorney." Allison raised a brow in surprise, crossing her fingers, she asked, "Gabriel Accardo has a team of lawyers who I'm sure can do whatever you want." "I want to do this my own way. I'll pay whatever you feel fit." Andrea replied, leaning towards the table.

"I'm trying to save as much as I can. For the lawsuit. And other debts." Adrian set down his coffee cup. "The Chen family lawsuit." "Yes." "Have you retained an attorney?" "I can't afford one. I've been trying to handle it myself, but I don't really understand the legal documents they keep sending." Adrian was quiet for a moment, his dark eyes unreadable. Then he said, "I have attorneys on retainer. I could have someone look at your case. Provide advice, at minimum." Elena's eyes widened. "I... I couldn't ask you to do that."

"I am not going to panic in that room. What do we need to do?" Cross studied her face for a moment, his shoulders finally relaxing just a fraction. He reached into his briefcase and pulled out a yellow legal pad. "We run a mock-deposition right here. I need to know exactly how you handle pressure before we step into their high-rise offices downtown. His lead attorney is a guy named Henderson. He is clinical, he is aggressive, and he will try to bait you into an emotional response." Cross tapped his pen against the pad. "Let's begin. State your full name and your official relationship to the defendant."