Jjk Judge Novels & Stories

His brow shot up. "Why are you a judge anyway? It's seems that you don't know much about these things," I continued. "I'm an investor, and I know what I'm doing." I just stopped arguing with him when the next model came in. My brow raised when I saw it was the model who mocked me earlier. She was smiling confidently, but that faded when she saw me among the judges. He even tripped and almost fell. I smirked and stifled a chuckle. "This Megan Furrer shoot, is this for Cosmpolitan?" asked the female judge.

The designs we had to create today were quite tricky, but we nailed them and even the live models we hired to model for us did and outstanding job. My eyes spot Mr. James, the male judge. He doesn't look impressed at all by what’s going on. The man seems to be allergic to giving people compliments. Even seeing others do it irritates him. If it were up to him, no words of encouragement should be given to us the contestants and even the final winner should not be given an award. He’s such a killjoy. It must suck being his wife or child or friend at the very least. I tear my gaze away from his depressing figure and look back at the sweet judge who's showering us with compliments we deserve. The

Jake takes my hand as he leads me down to our seats. My father is already sitting at his table, and he turns to look at us with a smile. He seems confident I smile back as we take our seats behind him. The judge and jury fill up the stands and I grit my teeth as Keller is led into the court. He turns to look at me with a sick grin as I feel Jake tense beside me. When Keller catches my eye on him, he licks his lips as he looks at me. Jake squeezes my hand as he mutters. “The fucking sick bastard.”

Jason said. All of a sudden, Lukan’s words came to mind. I knew where this was heading towards but I didn’t want to say anything until they revealed everything to us. “My patience is running thin, Alphas.” Lukan rubbed his forehead. “If there is something you have to say to me, you should spit it out already. I have a pack to run and I have limited time to spend here.” “I don’t know how true the news is but there’s been a report that Joshua has bought half of the judges out there and no matter what happens, they’re going to stand by him.” Jake said.

Less than ten minutes later, it began to foam at the mouth, convulsed, and collapsed. The courtroom erupted, and the livestream chat exploded. [That's insane! Imagine if a person ate it.] [Someone like this deserves the death penalty!] [Good thing that Griffith kid survived, or he would've been killed!] The judge struck his gavel to restore order. "Defendant, do you have any response to the plaintiff's accusations and evidence?" he asked. Ivy wore the cold smile of someone already certain of victory. "Your Honor," I said, calm and steady, as I rose to my feet. "I have a question."

Lester then spared a minute to share some inside information which also caught the attention of the two. "Heard what?" Quinn glanced at him. "There will be a judge from another country." "What? This must be so serious," she give voice to and Lester only nodded in complete accord. "Let's not think negative guys, we have a very great proposal and output to be this worried. As long as we are confident with this, there won't be any problems," Gabbie shared with them some words of encouragement though she, herself, doesn't have it. Sometimes, it's easier to advise something we aren't and don't have, even though that should never be part of practice.

He showed no emotion as the judge that had once taken his life now gave him back his freedom. One month later In the Tallahassee State Claims Court, Jake sat in a small, sterile courtroom. This time he wore jeans, boots and a button-up shirt. He refused to wear a suit, refused to show any sort of respect. John Kingston sat next to him, a hand clasped on his shoulder. This wasn’t about justice, it was bureaucracy with a price tag.

Robert Zane's deep voice boomed over the courtroom. The expensively dressed rotund man was standing in the middle of the well, his face turning towards Judge Judy before scanning the courtroom. There was a grim look on his face. Yesterday's proceedings have not turned in his favour. In fact, right now there is a huge possibility of Victory losing the custody instead of winning it. I headed to the witness box and coolly observed the crowd that sat before me, their beady eyes watching me in fascination, waiting for me to flounder, soaking up in my misery, relishing over the demise of the fallen Knight.

remarked the Judge, his eyes narrowing with a hint of menace. "What!?" Zane's eyes widened in shock at The Judge's words. "And just who are you?" "We'll get to you in a moment," Howard said calmly, his gaze briefly scanning Hunter before settling on Ximero. "I've heard the Jacka family can do whatever they want in Mendorra, even get away with murder. Is that right?" "Got a problem with that?" Ximero challenged, his expression darkening. "Think you're a big shot?"

Mom added. "The judge is here," Dominic said quietly. "All rise, this court is now in session," The bailiff said, and everyone rose to their feet. Mrs. Chantelle Padgett, who was the judge, sat down and told everyone else to sit. She's a woman known to be strict and righteous in her judgments. "Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, we'll begin the first case, based on the order of incidents of the indictment, case number 2020GH1002. We'll open the case. Are the legal representatives of both parties ready?" She asked.