uggling to keep his anger in check. "You made me come all the way

s escaped his mout

ople kidding

as supposed to be spending time with

on he lived his life for, ever since h

hought of that woma

total Sci-Fi fanatic like himself. They used to talk for hours about the things they both loved, la

. . and in betrayal, but he'd had to put himself together real quick for the sake of h

best of friends. However, their relationship was beginning to strain by the

spending the whole day with her, doing all the fun thi

come in person, instead of providing one of the law

ily from time immemorial and turning to one another for

was the he

r. In the fast-paced world of internationa

he was a lawyer of unparalleled talent and in his seventeen

president of Renaissance Law, one

e force in the courtroom and his success wa

iples and his refusal to defend criminals under any circum

be out of

ire, but I don't defend people like yo

rying to take down the viral video, but no matter what we do, it keeps popping back up on the top of real-time search results. It's like wildfire spreading through the

in the old man's eyes, Brad fel

y're using social media to spread a narrative that we're a shady compa

ll. He knew how ruthless and vulpine Laurent himself was and t

ency was really an imposing presence to

was, it was certainly

tion," he said, his voice gentle but firm. "But I cannot in good conscience defend your son when he

e. He knew that the man was right, but he couldn't help but feel a wave

his gaze drifted to the cause of this crisis, who sa

left knee, wagging his Italian-shod foot and

r, the heir of th

up through money or influence. He seemed to delight in pushing the boundaries, whether through his excessive partying or his reckless spending. He was like a

it was almost surreal. It was as if he didn't understand the gravity of what he had d

knuckles tingled. Deliberately, he unclenched his fi

back into his chair. "You need to understand that your son's actions have conseq

" The older man

ogize. You need to make it clear that you do not condone your son's actions and he has to make sure it never happens again." He laid out his sugges

o hard to accept. Apologizing and making amends was the last thing he wanted to do, b

pletely indifferent to the situation. "We will do as you suggest,"

HAT

n. His expression was scrunched u

all like 'Oh no, stop! I can't do this.'" He rolled his eyes, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "Besides, it's not like I even did anything terrible to her. She's totally blowing it out of proportion. L

is temper was bubbling. This kid was

exploded abruptly in loud a revibrating voice,

tween them, flip him over, and paddle his behind wi

peated slowly as if he co

rad, seething with resentment. "Did you just ca

veryone you had to go against it just had to be the D&M Agency. Do you know how much we're losing all because of thi

his is so unfair!" He retorted. "I've done nothing wrong to a

AA

d, and he struck his son hard across the f

caused harm, and you need to take responsibility for that. Your behavior i

his father's furious glare. Then, in a flash of rage, he sprang up fro

ure. His satisfaction as he watched

hrough which his son had just stormed out. He ran a hand th

t want him to grow up spoiled, but I may have gone too far in the other directio

omething out, eventually,"

without worrying about someone else'

th the D&M Agency's lawyer and we'll set up a meeting. Hopefully, we'

t underneath held a significant messa

l the trouble," Laurent said, stretching forth his arm, his

e in touch as soon as I've spoken to the D&M Agency's lawyer," he said

he turned and

round floor, watching as the doors closed, sealing him in the small space. He closed his eyes and lean

ut a rollercoaster, and he

thoughts were already turning to booking the first fl

gn up for, but now that he was here,