He hung up and slipped his phone back into his pocket, turning his attention back to the prison gates. This warden thought he was some small town lawyer to push around. But Quince was no amateur - he had faced worse challenges and always emerged victorious. Reflecting on it again, this case meant too much - it was about more than just Jen's freedom. It was a chance to restore justice against a crooked system. Quince spat out the bubble gum in his mouth and climbed into his car. As he drove away from the prison, a confident yet enigmatic smile spread across his face. The warden had no idea what was coming for him... =======================Meanwhile, Kimber Kim had summoned Jake to his house after Felix left the company. He needed updates on Felix's life - especially love life - and wanted to inform him of something else. By the time Jake arrived, Kimber Kim was in the basement of the building. Jake was led to the basement and met him on a rocking chair, muttering to himsel
The warden raised an eyebrow, eyeing Quince's extravagant car with interest. The colour was dazzling, and the name on the plate seemed to ring a bell in his head. He suddenly recognized him as the second most sought after lawyer in the city. "And what brings you to our humble prison, Mr. Quince?""I'm here to meet with my client, Ms. Jennifer Hale," Quince said smoothly, blowing the bubble gum. And as expected, the warden's face darkened. His expression suddenly turned grim as he understood the situation and remembered the order he was given. “Sorry but you cannot be allowed to see her. I suggest you leave.”“Exactly what the guard here said. But 'leave'? That was harsh.”“Can't you hear me? I said leave!” The warden yelled, disregarding the fact that Quince was the kind of person that could crush him down in no time. But he only had that confidence because one, his backing was from the minister of education and two, the court had approved of the ridiculous order placed due to the Mi
Meanwhile, outside the shop, Zechariah and Tiara fumed at their humiliation as they got into their car and sped away, plotting revenge against Felix, Elsa and especially Jen for causing them such embarrassment. But the first thing they had to do was to make them lose face in court by making Jen to lose the case.However, he couldn't do it when Quince was such a reputable individual, and nobody could refuse him entry to the prison. So he took out his phone and called the prison warden in charge of monitoring and ensuring that no one visited or called Jen. "Make sure no one sees the lady from now on! Not even her lawyer!"*At the front of the MoperVille Central Prison, a striking red Ferrari approached the prison gates with a roar, its powerful engine growling as it slowed down to a stop. The sleek, aerodynamic design of the car drew the attention of everyone nearby, from the guards at the gate to the inmates inside.As the car came to a halt, the driver's door swung open, and Kingsl
Tiara was the first to recover, grabbing her father's arm and hissing, “Let's get out of here. These losers aren't worth our time!”Zechariah nodded dumbly and followed Tiara as she swept out of the coffee shop in a huff, slamming the door shut behind them. Quince watched them go with a bemused expression. “Apologies for that disturbance.” He then turned his full attention to Felix and Elsa. "Now, please tell me about your case and how I may be of assistance." They were now ready for business. Even the others that were so busy filming had also gone back to their seats to sit down, though some were still taking photographs of Quince.Elsa straightened up, her hands resting on the table as she began to speak. “So, according to what I submitted to you, her name is Jennifer Hale. She works as my P.A under my cosmetic brand, G&G. On her wedding day, she shot and killed her fiance, Tyler Banks Thompson who is the son of Minister Thompson during a heated argument. She has been charged
Zechariah's mouth flew open. Clients?! Felix and Elsa were the clients Quince was there to see?! Hold on, can someone explain something or everything going on? Felix saw the look of shock on their faces and a cunning grin spread on his face. He walked closer to them and whispered, "Looks like we won the bet."As soon as Zechariah heard that, the shock of the realization caused his heart to start pounding furiously in his chest. That was when he recalled the bet they had made. He had straightforwardly placed the bet on his precious diamond chain without a second thought. Now, he was starting to regret ever trying it out.On the other hand, Tiara stood there frozen, open-mouthed in shock and disbelief at how spectacularly their assumptions had backfired. But this doesn't make any sense! How could their assumptions have been so catastrophically wrong? They'd been sure that no lawyer in the city, not even the most incompetent, would take their case. And yet here they were, having the m
Felix then realized they had actually ordered coffee for only two people, forgetting Quince's own. Oh, thank goodness she had pointed it out for him! Felix then realized they had actually ordered coffee for only two people, forgetting Quince's own. Oh, thank goodness she had pointed it out for him! When Zechariah heard her words, he suddenly grew livid. “Oh, so you both have been lying all this while? I knew it! There was no way you'd be able to get a lawyer after I made sure no firm accepted you! You're alone!”“Is that so?” Felix started, looking up at them, his gaze now reflecting mockery. “Then has any law firm accepted you either?”Zechariah instantly froze at the spot. What....? That question....“huh?” Tiara exclaimed, her jaws dropped in surprise to hear Felix ask that question. Did he know something....?Hell no!Felix was enjoying watching their expression. “I asked a question - has any law firm accepted your case either? I think I deserve an answer... Is that no
Felix and Elsa got into the coffee shop and finally took a seat by the window side to receive a little breeze, given the stuffy crowd they had mixed with. Elsa's eyes darted around the room, taking in the other patrons. She couldn't help but notice a group of men in suits sitting at a nearby table, their heads bent together in what seemed like a serious discussion. The whole place looked serious and professional.They ordered for two cups of coffee, mistakenly omitting one for Quince. Then they started to wait for his arrival.Elsa looked around, beginning to get nervous as she fidgeted in her seat. After all, she was going to meet Kingsley Quince, an esteemed lawyer in the city who had a reputation for being ruthless in the courtroom. “Felix, what do I say when he comes?” she asked, sitting up straighter. Clearing her throat, she added, “should I start with, 'Hello, it's nice to meet you, Mr. Quince. I've heard a lot about your work and...'”“That sounds forced and too sugar-coated
The Thompsons had been finding it hard to get a prosecution. They promised Jen that she would never be able to afford a lawyer as far as they were still alive, but it seems their word was starting to have a boomerang effect. Any place they went to, any law firm they visited, any prosecutor they went to, all of them refused to take on their case. It was frustrating, and earlier that day before, they finally got a positive feedback from a law firm they contacted to handle their case but at the end, it turned out to be from some group of young, non famous, inexperienced prosecution. That was not what they wanted. They needed a big and reputable law firm that would fight the case and win without stress. A big name that would even scare the defence counsel. The only dual lawyer that they had in mind was unavailable, which was Derek Wilson. As they learnt about that, they decided to go for the disciples under him. They discovered that the only person next to Wilson was Kingsley Quince.T