Elisa Lam Case Novels & Stories

However, she probably didn't know that after the incident with Garryson , this kind of online violence had turned into something of a digestion on her part. After receiving the police's notice, she immediately took a taxi to the police station, where Elise Clark was being investigated. Seeing Luna come in, the man walked in front of her and said respectfully: "Hello Miss Greenwich , I am the lawyer sent by Waltson´s Group. Next, I will have the authority to handle your case on behalf of reputation." She pursed her lips warmly, "Lawyer, hello. Did Lord Third invite you here?" "Yes." "Then I'll be troubling you."

His hands trembled as he read the official language that was effectively ending his company. “This is a setup! Those documents are forgeries, I know they are! This is Isla’s doing! She’s behind all of this!” Elara screamed. “Good day, Mr. Foster. See you in court,” Gazelle said, as casually as if she were discussing the weather. “No!” was all Mr. Foster could manage inside the conference room. Elara sank back into her chair, her eyes scanning the lawsuit documents left behind. The monetary figures seemed to blur together into an impossible sum: millions in damages, criminal penalties, and potential jail time.

The events of that year had been brought up again, and they could even file a case. After the police sat down, they asked, "Can you tell me when your child was aborted?" "August 9th, 2017," I replied, my voice trembling. There was no way I could ever forget the agony that day. I then recounted the events, and the statement was quickly taken down. Whilst leaving the police station, I encountered Elise, who had been brought in. She was wearing pajamas, her hair disheveled and even streaked with gray. She looked utterly haggard and was completely devoid of her former radiance.

"I will accept whatever criticism you have of my method. The outcome is what mattered." Ethan was quiet for a moment. "The outcome," he said. "Is that Diana's strategy dismantled?" "Yes," Patricia said. "Elise's lawyer now has full documentation of who directed and funded the original filing. The Hong Kong court has been notified that the submission was made under false pretences. Whatever you and Elise decide to do formally about paternity, you do it on your own terms now. Not Diana's." He looked at Mei through the doorway. She had found a small red ball and was regarding it with deep suspicion.

Celine walked in with a faint smile, dressed in a pale pink gown that clashed sharply with the room’s cold atmosphere. Liam didn’t turn around. “You came without permission.” “This is your office, not a prison,” Celine replied lightly. “I’m just surprised. It’s been two months, and you’re still obsessed with a woman who left without looking back.” “She didn’t leave,” Liam said coldly. “She’s just lost.” Celine raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure?” Liam turned to her, his gaze sharp. “Elara is used to being protected. She’s never made a major decision on her own. Sooner or later, she’ll run out of money, run out of courage—and then she’ll come back.”

“He wanted me to check all the background that I can get on the two of you before he will confront you.” “And have you?” Elise shook her head. “Not all,” she answered. “Mr. Buckworth’s information were all misleading. There’s one with the name Russel Franco. And for you, those were the only information that Lester had managed to retrieved.” Alex looked towards Damon. “Elise, I’m going to show you the entire video of the clipping that your friend, Lester managed to get,” she said as she fidgeted with her own phone. She tapped on the file and handed it to her. “But, let me warn you that what you’re about to see is not for the faint of heart. If you can no longer take it, stop the video.”

“I have no child, Maya. I swear to you.” “The courts don’t swear,” she says, her voice frighteningly empty. “They have evidence. A name on a form. A mother.” She wraps her arms around herself, a shield against me. “Who is she, Liam?” This is the trap. To explain is to dive into a past I wanted buried. “Her name is Elise. It was… six years ago. Right before I left. It lasted a few months. It was over before it began. There was no pregnancy. There was no child. She told me she was on birth control. I believed her.”

All she knows how to do is go shopping and spend on chunk foods. “Is that all?” I asked, like she had anything else to say or offer. She separated her crossed legs and placed her hand on my table. Even after knowing how much i hate it. “Emmm, yeah, there is something else!” I diverted my stare again at her. That's new, I thought to myself and dropped the pen I held, so as to pay total attention to what she had to say. Her face looked serious! She cleared her throat, “Ahem! Well, it is about Levi! He was arrested this morning. He was seen driving while smashed and some drugs were found in his car as well.” Elisa confessed and I frowned.

She was, above all, a woman who believed in the law. “Be seated,” Judge Morrison said. “We are here for the case of Hamilton versus Globe Media. Plaintiff, your opening statement.” Victoria's lawyer, a fierce woman named Elena Torres, rose to her feet. She was small, unassuming, and utterly relentless—the kind of lawyer who made billionaires nervous.

For every single one of them. “So, what now?” Alicia asked, leaning back in her seat. Elle held the contract paper out to the lawyer, who took it. “We can start the trial case now. The women are ready to testify, so we can do just that. Let’s get Elijah exhausted before the main trial” Elle didn’t care about anything else. This time, she didn’t want to be in the spotlight or have her name tagged with this case. All she wanted was justice. For the children. For the mother. For the ones whose names were yet to be uncovered.