Chapter 26 Does It Hurt
“Aren’t you the best lawyer in Jipsdale, Uncle Jason? You must help me. I don’t want to go to prison.” Her faith in her uncle had never wavered.
“You-” Jason was too livid to complete his sentence.
Jeffrey had regained his composure by then.
“My client is only an eighteen-year-old student, Your Honor. The plaintiff had kidnapped my client’s classmate; she had only acted in self-defense. More importantly, the plaintiff had kidnapped her classmate and issued threats. What else would she be capable of in the future if she is not taught a lesson today?”
“The young lady can hold her own, Mr. Tristan.” The man who spoke was the best lawyer in Jipsdale, Sean Burton.
“It doesn’t look like your services would be needed. You may go.”
“Right. You’re the boss.” The case was very clear. “The girl is suited for a career in law.”
Tristan did not deign to respond.
Sophie has many facets. Her performance in court was better than many lawyers.
Besides, she was only an eighteen-year-old senior in school.
As the court adjourned, the jury went to the back to discuss the verdict.
Jeffrey gazed at Sophie in awe.
“Where are you planning to attend university, Sophie?”
“I don’t know yet.” Her future ahead was bright with possibilities.
“Be a lawyer! You will be the best lawyer there ever was.”
“You have it in you, Jeff. You’re just temporarily off your game. Don’t forget why you started this.” Having understood Jeffrey’s situation was the reason why she insisted that he be the one to represent her.
“I know. I won’t give up.” He was initially considering quitting. Without a foothold or a reputation in Jipsdale, he would not survive in the city.
The lawsuit today gave me a fresh perspective.
“Remember to come to me if you run into any trouble in the future.”
The jurors returned with the verdict. Queenie was sentenced to prison for five years for kidnapping and extortion.
Even after her wrists had been cuffed together, she remained in flat denial.
“Help me, Uncle Jason! I don’t want to go to prison.”
was frozen to the spot, unable to believe his
a little girl who’s not even out of high
screamed in despair at the prospect
courtroom only regained its silence
could not repress his curiosity as
flipped through a couple of books. I wouldn’t
disbelief. Is that really
feet and led Ysabelle
not satisfied with the verdict, you could put
gazed in awe at Sophie once they were out of the
student, Soph?” Impossible! This is the rhythm of a
of interest.” Sophie did not mention that she had
Being fond of publicity, he had preemptively tipped off
were waiting outside at
forward to meet
defeat against Jason, Jeffrey.
he wanted to keep being a lawyer, nobody might want to hire
blunt. Before, Jeffrey
moment, however, he was
love my profession and will
name has been dragged through
his question, a dozen bodyguards clad in identical
“Get in, Ms. Tanner.”
them over and saw Tristan
with us in this other car, Mr. Goode. We’ll give you a
Jeffrey was taken away.
and Ysabelle got
the
have heard that the plaintiff is your niece, Mr. Chandler. What is the outcome of
your old nemesis, Jeffrey, you
little pale. He could not bring himself to tell the reporters that his niece had been sentenced to five years in prison, and it would be akin
have lost, could you,
Mr.
reporters were
the
tell Cynthia that Queenie has
mood worsened at the
Lamborghini departed, Ysabelle glanced back at Jason
earlier, his cheeks must be smarting with
cast an
forced to