The Lawyer Marni Mann Novels & Stories

I knew how much he wanted me to be with Ariel, and the last thing I ever wanted was to disappoint him. Manny's father always knew how to put me at ease, he had the personality that could make anyone warm up to him instantly. I looked around the room and locked eyes with Ariel, Her eyes were on fire with anger, I'm sure if looks could kill I could be under the ground by now. "Excuse me everyone, this lovely lady is Marianna, she works at our firm" Mr. Jennings introduced me "What is she doing her?" Ariel hissed

Nana stuttered shakily after realizing that the man Rowan had gone to hug was none other than the renowned legendary lawyer, Ethan Miller. Nana attempted to get Rowan away from his body, but Ethan stopped her with a raise of his hand. “We are friends,” he said with a wide grin. Nana seemed surprised at how the city's legendary lawyer would call someone like Rowan his friend. It was rumored that Ethan was the cold type who doesn’t give room to people to get to him, but it all seemed like a lie to Nana. He wasn't as bad as rumored. Nana thought. Rowan pulled away, raising his head to stare at Ethan.

Within ten minutes, Maison managed to find out the name of the man Victoria was having dinner with, and he was a lawyer who worked at the Spector and Mitz Law Firm, and was one of the firm's partners, Harvey Spector. Jackson had a name on his face now. He knew the man, as Harvey was famous in legal circles for being an extremely competent lawyer, but he was just a lawyer who made a lot of money, and Jackson was confident that he could make Victoria give in to him eventually. Now... he was going to pay Lara and Enzo a visit.

He angrily says “I wanted her to drop you.” Marianne says bluntly making Miles sarcastically laugh waking up my princess. I notice her look around the room and her gaze remains on her mother longer then it shifts to me. She begins wiggling her little hands wanting me to pick her up. Not concentrating in the ongoing conversation, I shake my head. Miles who was currently talking or rather shouting, walks towards me and hands Elli to me. Mum smiles at the action as Marianne and her daughter glare at me making Miles to pause talking and looks at what others are looking at. “Amanda is my lawyer and will be mine on this case, why don’t your precious boyfriend be your lawyer?” Miles asks. They both

"I'm so glad you're here." Aside from Martina and the security guards, I also noticed the presence of another man. Judging from his attire and the legal folder in his hands, I deduced that he was the lawyer representing our friend's ex-wife. He appeared anxious, repeatedly glancing towards the courtroom door as if he were eager to enter as soon as possible. "I fail to see the reason for all this spectacle," Martina spoke with evident irritation. "We intend to call off this divorce, and this is entirely unnecessary."

By mid morning, Yna was outside the small legal consultancy office she had pinpointed. From across the street, she studied the building, noting exits, shadows, and the faint reflections in the windows. Her senses were on edge; someone was watching. She didn’t yet know who, but the feeling of being observed prickled at her skin. Inside, a man shuffled nervously with a folder. “Ms. Reyes?” he stammered, glancing at her before returning to his papers. “I… I have the documents you requested.”

This clown is getting stripped bare in court. "See? The internet gets to play judge." Martha lounged in a chair, fluttering her fan. I nudged the AC and drawled, "891." Martha stiffened, then fanned more furiously. "Spare me the mumbo-jumbo. You're no lawyer." "Are you sure it's a clause?" Megan chuckled, ready to unveil the surprise.

The Martins had gone to a lawyer as Marsha and Dominique were not that dissimilar, despite their cultural and socio-economic background, and both believed that if they were going to commit a crime, the first person they would consult with was their lawyer. Ariana McNeil was a friend of Dominque, whom he had met in college and maintained their friendship over the years. Marsha had also earned to trust her through the years, but she knew that the lawyer had retained a few secrets from her as she was hisfriend. Her offices were in the penthouse suite of the Knutsford Park Building, and her fees were just as pricey as the cost of the neighbourhood that her firm was located. However, her friends

I was left wondering who the fuck could've called him with that shit. "Who is this?" "This is Mr. Daniel's lawyer, do you have a warrant to enter his premises?" "What?" "Do…you…have…a…warrant?" "Well, no, but." "Then, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave and come back with one." "I didn't catch your name." "The name Mancini." Whoever was on the phone hung up, and he turned his furious gaze back to me before turning and stomping away in a huff.

the lawyer answered briefly. “Good.” This marked the end of his love story with the woman he had once fought for relentlessly—even rejecting his family’s arranged marriage for her. Now, those memories felt like a long mistake he had only realized at the twilight of his life. “The first hearing is in one week,” the lawyer said. “Has Mrs. Mery returned from her holiday?” “In four days,” Marwan replied. The lawyer excused himself and left the room. Martin remained seated in silence. His head felt heavier with each passing moment. The father he had always known as patient and reserved now stood at the edge of the harshest decision of his life.