변호사 Novels & Stories

the lawyer explained, “are you sure he can be faithful to me?“ Zack inquired, “I recommend him for you, he can never be messed up with you, he is one my colleagues that we are working together,” the lawyer said, “Okay, I believe you,” Zack said, “will you send his phone numbers to me?“ he asked, “I will text his phone numbers to you asap,” the lawyer said, A few minutes later, he saw the message, and he checked it, it was the lawyer's phone number, and he called the lawyer, “hello” the lawyer responded,

I tapped his back and he shuddered his head snapping "Did I scare you?" I asked laughing "No, you just caught me off guard," he said "Lies, you were scared. Admit it" "I wasn't" "So Mr lawyer don't you have any clients to meet today," I asked raising my eyebrows "I just finished meeting one before I came here" "What's your specialty?" "Company law" "That's impressive" "What about you, what did you study?" "I studied Economics" "That's a nice one but you don't look like somebody that studied economics you look like those people that study fashion" I laughed

The pen that Jack was holding snapped. "Get Troy." Sean's eyes immediately sparkled. He said excitedly, "Okay, I'll get him over now!" Troy Nolan was the head lawyer for the Hough Corp. In addition to corporate law, he was the best at divorce lawsuits!

he replied. "And what is your name," I asked. "Damien, I didn't bring my lawyer here for you to interrogate like a criminal. So stop this right now," I heard Leo say and I scoffed. I shifted my gaze in Leo's direction briefly before returning my gaze to the supposed lawyer. "I am attorney Jack," I heard him reply. "Don't worry Mr Smith. I can handle the likes of him," he said and I smiled sarcastically.

I try to be strong but, the pain is still getting to me. “I am so sorry hear this.” He says in a somber tone. “I have been working with your dad for the past year. He was a good man.” He says soothingly “My name is Victor Hofer. I am one of four lawyers at the firm. Our owner does not reside in America continuously. His name is Rudolph Hofer. He lives abroad currently in our families ancestral country of Germany.” “Nice to meet you.” I say.

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.

"Unless, of course, you wish to discuss this further with your superiors?" The officer hesitated, then his posture deflated slightly. With a disgruntled nod, he turned on his heel and walked away, the door closing behind him with a dull thud. The lawyer waited a beat, then clapped his hands together, the sound echoing in the small room. "That’s better," he said now turning to face me fully. "Now Mr. Adrian I guess we can speak freely." Austin nodded, his brow furrowed. “Adrian, meet .Barrister. Gabriel Harrow, or as a

My lawyer talked first introducing what the case was all about to the jury. "Your Honor, I am Attorney Brad Hugh, lawyer of Miss Amaya Wescott who's fighting for her employees' disabilities because of Mr. Howards and his executive assistant, Vesna Anderson. They set them up causing multiple injuries to the victims. Ms. Holmes got into a coma because of a poison that was placed in her food, Mr. Summer was framed up for a mission, and Mr. Miller purposely got hit by a car. Lastly, My client Miss Wescott got her company's system hacked which made everything got scrambled. So we're here to prove that Mr. Howards and Ms. Anderson should be claimed guilty of this crime."

the hot shot Litigator. Tor Huntzburger.

The door opened again. It was my lawyer who walked in dressed in a black suit, holding his briefcase “Good evening,” he said politely. He looked at me and nodded. “Mr. Jacobs.” Then he turned to the officer. “I’m Barrister Anderson, Mr. Jacobs’ legal representative.” “Please, have a seat,” the officer said. The lawyer sat beside me. “My apologies for the delay, Mr. Jacobs,” he said quietly. “I had a court hearing and my phone was on silent. I came here immediately after seeing your message.”