Attorney Novels & Stories

Instead, her heart beat a little quicker, her mouth was desert-dry, and her hands trembled with excitement. "So­Layla said you're an attorney?" She decided to try small talk again. Her plate was wiped clean and so was his. He leaned back in his chair and put his hands behind his head, fingers laced as he studied her. "Yeah. I focus on real estate transactions. I'm an associate attorney at Pimms & Associates LLP."

At the same time, the attorney also enters the house while grabbing Aaron's attention. "Hello, guys!" The attorney wished everyone. "Why are you here?" Aaron questioned him. "I called him!" Liam replied while turning Aaron's attention to him. "He is our legal attorney, so I want us to sign the documents in front of him." Liam shared his opinion. Aaron sounded, "hmm." "Shall we start the process?" The attorney said while processing the thing legally. Aaron and Liam take turns sitting on the couch next to each other. The attorney sits o

I looked at Attorney and nodded at him. “Good morning once again, everyone, I am the legal representative of the Lemuel family and now that Mr. Lemuel is not able to attend today, I will be assisting his daughter and wife for today’s meeting.,” he started. I saw how everyone started to get tensed. Attorney ordered for the finance to present.

I clench my fist as I restrain myself. Then I can feel Everly, presence beside me. "Hello, I'm Mr. Navaro's attorney... My client is bailing his case-" Before he can finish his sentence I cut him off. "He is not under our jurisdiction, he's just here to seek medical attention." I told them, and I can see that they are both stun. "Then I guess, we are free to go..." His attorney said, with triumph in his tone. I gently chuckle then speak again.

"What's going on, boss?" Putting the wet newspaper down on the table, Jaime asked impatiently. "What is this?" Aiden frowned at him and then glanced down at the newspaper. "Ah, it's a welcoming party. I've heard of him. Attorney Jerry. He's a very good defense attorney. Attorney Jerry performed very well in a trial that went viral globally last year. Every law firm was looking to hire him. Guess he must have flown back home with his girlfriend." A knot tightened in his chest. "What?"

Reggie referred to me as his daughter, which I thought was the best way for him to introduce me, confirming my status here. “This is the first time we've all gathered here. But there's no reason to be awkward.” He then glanced at me, as if asking for my approval, and I nodded slowly, though my heart was still full of question marks. “Ace, as the eldest, perhaps you could start to introduce yourself first?” The man across from me nodded in a calm and confident manner. “Okay, everyone, my name is Atticus—or Ace—Vance. I'm an attorney at the Hayes & Chan Law Firm.” I glanced at Reggie, asking silently, and he nodded.

“If we have an understanding, then please excuse me. I will have to go ahead. Gia? I am starting the paperwork immediately. I will inform you ASAP when we can present the matter to the court.” The attorney said this with a smile to Gia. “Excuse me for a second, attorney.” The officer called. Everyone turned to the restless man. “Yes, general?” The attorney retorted. Ahem! “I just want to know how long this case will take. What actually happens?”

Don't bother with it," I decline the card. "Please, accept it," the lady insists. "Alright, I'll accept. Thank you." The business card is black with a symbol that represents justice. It quickly occurs to me that he might be a lawyer or something similar. On the left side is his name in bold font, "Stephen Ballario Lencaster," followed by the description "Criminal Defense Attorney," and his contact information below. The card is quite impressive. "Please don't hesitate to contact us if you need anything, whatever it might be," Mr. Stephen adds.

I told him what I found when the mask was pulled off Ryan's face. Then Patrick turned towards my aunt and took her turn of events. Patrick didn’t interrupt either of us. He simply listened, eyes narrowing only when something angered him professionally. When we were all finished, he sat back, took a slow breath, and then began: “Alright,” he said, voice smooth but firm. “Here’s where we stand.” He rested his forearms on his knees. “As your private attorney, I have the power to represent you, protect your rights, and gather evidence on your behalf, but I do not replace the police or the public prosecutor.”

Shit, I am thirty minutes late, the meeting would have already started. I think about the man’s words, I need a lawyer as soon as possible, but that doesn’t seem hard, my no-nonsense, strict best friend, Nicole is an attorney that specializes in criminal law as well as family law, and her office is just downtown, I have to speak to her later.