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"A lawyer comes to the house. He is a specialist in wills and probate." "A lawyer? Are you sure?" I frown. "Yeah. I looked him up on the Internet. He is based on Sixth Avenue. In New York. His name is Micheal Lawler." I blink hard as if trying to take this in. "Did Dad tell you this?" "No. I don't think he wanted us to know. I got his name and looked him up." I bite my lips and say, " I don't want dad's money. I have two mates and we're going to get married. They're very rich Alphas. I love them very much, I suppose I should get back home and see them."

she screamed. Roman leaned toward me and whispered, “Is this what rich people do for fun?” I shrugged. “Apparently it’s tax deductible.” Finally, the lawyer had enough. He snapped his folder shut and clapped his hands once like a preschool teacher during nap time. “That’s it. We’re done here.” He gestured toward the door. “I have another appointment in ten minutes, and I’d prefer to spend those minutes not cleaning up broken glass and lawsuits.” Lucy turned to argue, but he cut her off, turning his back on her.

I added, and we just shook hands again for the last time then I at once turned my head back and started to walk. I am Wayne Ferrer; I am one of the best lawyers in the country. It's not about bragging because I'm just telling the truth. Truth is my second name! My name is very well-known on this field, that's not surprising. They called me 'Lawyer of No-Failed-Cases'... I don't think I need to explain to you about that, right. Because ever since I started defending my clients inside the court, I haven’t lost any of my case. They trust me enough reason I already built my firm. The WHF Law Firm.

Called out by one of the other women in their room. She was reluctant to face her lawyer knowing that he would just try to question him again and lead it to “knowing the truth.” He has something up on his sleeve and she knows that which is why she is wary whenever he’s around. He could put her to jail forever if he wanted to. That’s how she looks at him. A hungry cub waiting for the right time to attack.

Fearing that it was Marina, I picked up with trembling hands. “Ella Morgan speaking.” “Good morning, Miss Morgan,” a deep voice greeted me on the other end. “This is Samuel Lawrence. I believe you’re handling Mr. Logan Barrett’s case.” My heart skipped a beat. Samuel Lawrence was the lawyer working for the business owner who was suing Logan. “Yes, Mr. Lawrence,” I replied, maintaining my composure. “How can I help you?” Mr. Lawrence continued to prattle on about his client’s requests; everything from an enormous sum of money to a public confession.

Garcia didn't expect even a mere lawyer to defy her. She clenches her well-manicured fingers and confronts lawyer coldly. Lawyer responds respectfully, "Madam, my salary is no longer paid through the Garcia Corporation account. It is directly transferred from Mr. Garcia's personal account. I am his private lawyer." In short, he works for Samuel and naturally serves his interests. Mrs. Garcia suddenly stands up, her breath unstable with anger, "Fine, I'll go to the company to find him." "Madam, Mr. Garcia will not see you today." Lawyer

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