You Complete Me novel (Skylar and Coralie) novel Chapter 426

Although Marcellus knew from the beginning that Amelia and Skylar were involved in the same case, out of politeness, he allowed Amelia to finish her side of the story.

After she finished speaking, Marcellus opened his mouth and said, "I've already agreed to represent President Holland. I'm sorry."

By saying this, he implied that Skylar had come to see him over this case.

Amelia was very dissatisfied. After all, everyone said that Marcellus was the best lawyer in A City.

There was almost no hope for this case. If she didn't find the best lawyer, things would only go downhill. Amelia took out a check and handed it to Marcellus, saying, "How much did he give you? I'll give you double!"

Marcellus glanced at the check in Amelia's hand. The number on it was at least five or six digits. He smiled and said, "Madam Harington, I am President Holland's personal lawyer and he pays my bill annually. I can't lose my job because of you."

Hearing this, Amelia's expression changed drastically. She did not expect the best lawyer in A City to be Skylar's personal lawyer.

However, she knew that Marcellus was the best. If the defending lawyer was Marcellus, the probability of engaging other lawyers to win would be much smaller.

"Mr. Klein..." Amelia sat there and looked at Marcellus. As she thought about what Valerie had gone through, tears welled up in her eyes. She said, "Valerie was framed by Skylar. As a lawyer, shouldn't there be a moral compass in you? You shouldn't just help simply anyone, right?"

Amelia had no other choice now. She wanted to see if she could convince Marcellus.

Although, she knew that it was obviously Valerie's fault.

Seeing that Amelia was about to cry, Marcellus's expression did not change. He only smiled and said, "Madam Harington, I've been working with President Holland for many years. I trust him, so you don't have to say these things."

"You trust him? How do you think my daughter, a daughter from a rich family, got involved in kidnapping his wife and mother? The Rae family is doing very well. We have no limits at all."

Tears rolled down Amelia's face as she spoke, drenching the thick layer of powder on her face.

"Oh, Madam Harington, I have come across many people like you. Among those who come looking for a lawyer, some of them are fine, but some are just flukes."

When Marcellus said the word "flukes", he looked up at Amelia.

The meaning of his words was already very clear.

Amelia was evidently a fluke.

"Mr. Klein, if you only care about money, so be it. Don't try to assess my character like this. Since you don't want to help me, I will find someone else. It will prove that your guess is wrong."

After Amelia finished speaking, she used a tissue to wipe away her tears. She lifted her bag and walked out.

Marcellus did not send her off. He stood up and looked at Amelia's back. He said, "Wait quietly for good news."

After Amelia left the Kleinbery Law Firm, she went around looking for more reputable law firms. However, it seemed as though they were aware that Marcellus was the defending lawyer on the case.

No one was willing to accept this case because they deemed it a loss.

When Amelia was almost in despair, she received a phone call. The person claimed to be a lawyer and wanted to know about this case.

At that moment, Amelia was already in despair. Although his voice sounded young, she could only agree to meet the person.

The meeting time agreed upon by her and the lawyer was three o'clock in the afternoon the next day.

The next day, when Amelia arrived at the appointed cafe, she found a very handsome young man in the seat. She could not help but look down on him. "It's you?"

"Are you looking down on me?"

The man sat there, crossed his legs and was dressed in casual clothes. He did not look like a powerful lawyer at all.

"I don't want to waste time."

Amelia sized up the young man in front of her, turned around and was about to leave.

However, just as she turned around, the man behind her said, "Auntie Harington, go ahead.