First Class Lawyer Novel Novels & Stories

He follows me inside, bag over his shoulder like always, setting it down careful on the counter, “Okay okay, breathing room granted, but sit down at least, tell me about the classes, the professor, anything good happen besides the invisible middle school dude?” I drop onto the couch and kick my shoes off, rubbing my temples because the headache is starting on top of everything else, and I mutter “Classes were whatever, orientation dragged, professor said we’re gonna read until our eyes bleed, same old law school crap, and what about you, kill anybody interesting today or was it just paperwork?” I say it like a joke but the second it leaves my mouth my stomach drops because what if he did, wh

“Law school prepared us for a lot of things—contracts, torts, corporate governance—but it never prepared us for this specific kind of complicated, did it? Just do me a favor, Cat. Remember who you were before the penthouse. Before the security details, the boardrooms, and all of it. You were already brilliant. You were already going to take this world by storm all on your own. Never let the scale of his world make you forget the strength of your own.” Her words lingered in the crisp air long after we said our goodbyes, exchanging promises to catch up properly over drinks when the chaos subsided. I stood on the pavement and watched her disappear into the crowd of students, her case files tuck

he hurriedly nodded, and I made my way to the elevator. Soon enough, I arrived on the highest floor of Fletcher's Law and Justice. The highest floor housed only one office: Warren Fletcher’s. The best property dispute and divorce lawyer in the entire world. I was about to walk into the office when the door was pushed open from the inside, and someone I wasn't expecting walked out. What is Story doing here? She was grinning from ear to ear, the kind of smile you give when your crush is starting to give you all his attention.

I take the tea and the envelope over to my comfy chair by the window, the one that lets me get a clear view of the outside world. I take a slow sip of tea, then, with trembling fingers, I slit the seal of the envelope. The name at the top of the letterhead makes the tea turn to sand water in my mouth. Halloway Attorneys at Law. I know that name. Everyone in the country knows that name. They are one of the tops of the legal world, the firm Deckard keeps on a permanent retainer to make his problems go away. They are almost as powerful as Owen Kingston, but they lack Owen’s peculiar sense of morality.

Charlotte was shocked and stunned, while Tito looked all bitter and wry. In the legal profession, the higher the lawyer's status, the more they cherished their reputation. People like him who had never lost before tend to be more cautious when choosing which lawsuit to pick up. One would never lay hands on a case that had no chance of winning, no matter how much money the client was willing to pay.

Day three, and we're back on the full-scale physical fitness training---another day of pushing ourselves to our limits. The dessert during lunchtime and dinner were chocolate cakes and mocha cake, correspondingly. I searched for Ace to say sorry. I'd still want us to be friends. And besides, he got angry indeed with a reason. It must've been really my fault. Laws and Outlaws is that subject wherein lawyers do their best to pass. Our lawyer named Greg said we would study the country and other countries' constitutions and laws. Aside from that, this class will introduce you to the worst criminal minds in the history of mankind.

"Smart!" "I'm a lawyer, Madam", he says, chuckling. "Madam?" I raise my eyebrows. "I didn't know lawyers can flirt so smoothly" "Not everyone though. That's a different talent", he cracks up. I take the full sight of his smile. However, I still have that in mind, not to fall into any kind of trap or emotion so soon. This is the first time I'm experiencing such feelings. He better not trick me with them. "Anyway, thanks for coming", he closes the book. It looks like a non-fictional book on law. "What will you have? Black coffee doesn't seem like your thing"

I replied defiantly. "Whatever you say so! So let's start, first of all he topped on his bar exam. After that, he entered a law firm in Quezon City as a criminal lawyer. He won the first four cases he handled and the other two were serious cases, followed by the two more cases that he handled as a trial lawyer. And even once, he has not lost any of his case. He built his own law firm reason why he left his previous firm where he worked. Because of that, everyone admires him even more. Just imagine... he is just a novice lawyer but he have already built his firm, that's really impressive.” Every words she utter, she seems really impress to Wayne “Actually, there’s a nickname for him... a Law

That was something I didn’t want to know. Once we were upstairs, Barnaby handed me my phone and a charger. I plugged it in and waited for it to charge enough to turn it on. There were no new messages. I sighed and called my lawyer. This new man was much craftier than the one who used to work for me. He could get a lot more done and quicker than the last one. I often wondered if he was really a criminal disguising himself as a lawyer. He was definitely fishy, but I couldn’t complain as he got results.

Garette agreed, a surge of relief so strong it made his knees weak. He picked up her suitcase and opened the car door for her. As they sped toward the city, the silence in the car was different. It wasn't the silence of a cage; it was the heavy, uncertain quiet of a beginning. Garette glanced at her in the passenger seat, and for the first time in his life, the billionaire lawyer realized that the most important case of his life had just been settled—and for once, he was glad he hadn't won on his own terms.