Can’t Win Me Back

After a belch, Simon grumbled, "Damn it! Do you really believe I would have willingly joined your

ridiculous little party if I hadn't bungled the Sophia Kirkman case?"

He tugged on his tie and spat on the floor. "Just wait and see. I'll secure a perfect win at Sophia

Kirkman's court hearing. You'll beg for my help then, and I won't even cast a look at you!"

As he reached for his phone to call an Uber, a group of hooligans sporting colorful patterned shirts

under their suits approached him. Grinning, they wielded sticks and swiftly closed in on him.

"W-What are you doing?" Simon's eyes widened. He instantly sobered up.

"Can't you tell? We're here to rough you up." Just then, someone struck Simon's back with a stick,

causing him to crumple to the ground.

Coughing, he growled, "Do you know who I am?" His bones seemed to have cracked under the

pressure. Huddled on the ground, he continued shouting at them out of pride, "I'm an attorney—the

of the

in Solana City. I'll make sure you

scaring? We're veterans. The prison

think that's going to intimidate us? We heard

attorney who takes on any case. Well, today,

as the four hooligans started

was wrong! Please spare

throughout his

begged for mercy.

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away, Nathan Waters leaned against the car

beating while chuckling. Then, he

Ms. Colene? Want something more? Like, say,

two cute emojis, completely deviating from

after, she