Barrister Babu Novels & Stories

Mrs Bills asked and I shifted on my seat nervously. Mom turned to me and I gulped down nothing in my throat. " Is he the one? " She asked and I shook my head. " I don't know, but I think he is " I replied and I could see the couple confused. " He is " Mom stated firmly. " Is this a thing related to us?, 'cause I don't seem to understand a thing " Mr Bills finally talked. " Yeah, ... Here .... " Mom said, and gestured to Carl who handed over a tab to him and a video clip began playing.

Baba and others also look very surprised because they also don't know about this truth except dadabhai, Kakai and Jasmine di. "Are you alright? Because you are sweating very much." Alessandro comments looking at Pishimaa who nods her head in response. "Mr. Bianchi I have something to tell you." Baba says with guilt lacing on his tone so I know what he wants to tell Alessandro. "I think I have an idea about what you want to tell me, Mr. Sengupta. But I don't want to hear anything from you, I want to hear everything from these two women." Alessandro says pointing at pishimaa and thakurmaa.

the momentarily repentant Stephen said, walked to the hall and took his seat. He watched the family heads trickling in gradually before the Patriarch and his Family Head joined them. Then, at 7:55 AM, the barrister drove in with his secretary. When they got into the hall, he greeted and introduced himself, “Good morning, Elders. I am Barrister Guidance, the counsel to Arthur’s family.” “Good morning, Barrister,” the family heads responded simultaneously to the twenty-seven-year-old lawyer, who had created a suitable position for himself in the law industry.

She questioned the lawyer as people left the courtroom. “I’m sorry, ma’am, but the judge won’t take any bribe. Ms. White’s lawyers are very influential. They kept a close watch on the judge’s every movement.” He explained, glancing at the men beside Melissa. “Are you going to bail your father out?” He inquired, hoping she may change her mind. “No, let him enjoy his stay in prison.” She watched Melissa closely. “Thank you for still representing my case.” Melissa shook hands with Jason and his team as they walked out of the courtroom.

' thought Edward peeking at Claire's annoyed expression . " The trial section is in seven days which will also be your deadline . If you want to continue wasting time arguing in vain then go ahead . I will see you at court in a week . I must warn you that the case is very important and difficult . My other lawyers have tried to fix this but they couldn't and they are all people who have graduated from high-class universities . " said Edward . ' I knew this bastard had something in his hand as he was smirking like a fox . ' thought Claire staring at him .

I wonder how he's moving so fast without a flashlight on. "I'm tired." Can't he see that? I'm struggling here. We finally reach a locked door. Marko lets go off my hand to take out what I assume are keys. Should I fight him now since I'm free? But my baby... Before I finish my thought my hand is yanked roughly again by his stiff and rough hands. Sydney is a Mafia lord but still has soft hands. I'm so tempted to ask Marko if he works at the construction site. Who knows. He might be a builder? But uses his bare hands without something to protect them to carry the stones.

"I'm going to ruin the man, his lawyer is going to stop representing him and I'm going to make your lawyer confesses his measly effort despite the amount of money you've given the man." "Did you find anything on my lawyer?" Bree was curious, she had a feeling that she was being duped but with no one to confirm her suspicion she couldn't do anything but keep paying the man for his so-called services. "Yeah, not good, the man is such a bastard for taking your money. I'll take care of him." What Bree didn't know was that Gage, with his business dealings, he knows people. He did purchase Babes from the most nutritious Russian Mafia in the city.

she exclaimed and stared at the wall. “Was that why Tim insisted on collecting his copies? Scumbag." After mulling over the issues, he replied to the chat. (He didn't give me any copies, barrister. He left with all the documents.) The lawyer was amazed to hear that and wondered if the barrister was truly fake and different from Barr. Gibson. (This is weird. The barrister should have given you your copies. All the same, share the debit alert details with me. I will trace him.)

I didn’t regret it as that was the first best thing I have ever done in my life. I knew he was going to Babar’s Villa. He was a rapist and he got to know that they had a daughter which he didn’t know about when her parents were killed. The daughter, Abroo Babar, I didn’t know her but one thing I knew was that she needed help as she lived alone in that Villa with her brother.

“This could change everything for you.” “It’s not just about money,” I shot back, my voice shaking slightly. “I won’t lose myself in this… whatever it is you want.” He studied me for a moment, trying to understand why I was so resistant. Did he really believe that taking his offer would mean losing myself? Just then, Sam rushed over, her eyes wide with worry. “Evelyn! You can’t be serious!” I turned to my friend, torn between joy and fear. “Think about it!” Sam urged. “He’s a billionaire! This is dangerous!”