"No wonder you're a lawyer. You really do know the law."
"But unfortunately, you won't have the chance to sue me."
"Come out."
Before Pamela could react, a middle-aged man walked down from upstairs.
Hans immediately recognized him as Sebastian Fox, the president of the Latrell Lawyers Association.
"Mr. Fox?"
"What are you doing here?"
Sebastian ignored him and came over to me, speaking respectfully.
"Mrs. LaRue, we have clear and sufficient evidence that Pamela privately accepted bribes from the plaintiff, fabricated evidence and made false statements in the case involving your father's company."
"The case has been filed and the trial will begin in six days. What outcome do you expect? Our team needs a clear direction to work toward."
Under Pamela's terrified gaze, I coldly uttered several words.
"Revoke her license and let her rot in jail!"
Sebastian paused for a few seconds, then nodded with a smile.
"Alright, no problem."
"Esther, you're insane!"
Hans roared, "What you're doing is no different from killing Pamela!"
"What, you're already feeling sorry for her?"
I stepped forward, patting his cheek as I said, "Don't worry, the crazier part is yet to come."
"What else do you plan to do?"
Hans frowned, a sudden bad premonition rising in his chest.
Before he could react, Pamela's phone rang.
She wasn't in the mood to answer it, but when she saw it was her mother calling, she pressed the answer button.
"Mom, I'm busy right now. Can we talk later?"
"No, dear!"
"It's an emergency! We can't wait a minute!"
Her mother's anxious voice came through the line. "Just now, the city inspectors came and forcibly confiscated the barbecue stall your father and I run on the street!"
"What?"
Pamela frowned even more, lowering her voice. "Didn't I already have a word with the county's city inspectors? Why would they still bother you and Dad?"
"It must be a misunderstanding, right?"
"No, it's not a misunderstanding!"
"Pamela, did you offend someone in the city?"
"Huh?"
"Mom, why are you asking me this?"
Her mother, on the other end of the phone, grew even more anxious, stomping her feet as she said, "Because the inspectors who confiscated our barbecue stall said we failed to raise our daughter properly!"
"They said our daughter dared to get involved with an important figure and we won't have an easy life in the county town from now on!"
"An important figure?"