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
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
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
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
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
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
~MoperVille Central Prison~The tall fences with barbed wire surrounded the prison grounds. The area outside reminded one of an empty desert - dusty, with hardly any plants except for scrub grass. As it was during break time, the inmates walked around in faded orange jumpsuits and rubber slippers. Guards were watching from tall towers up above, making sure nothing went wrong. Some prisoners played basketball on cracked courts. Others were jogging. The unlucky ones paced the edges like trapped cats, squinting at the bright sun. In the middle of this, a man in white robe entered the prison gates, his eyes scanning around the prison.He adjusted his priestly collar and straightened the black robe draped over his shoulders. The guards eyed him suspiciously but waved him through the metal detector.As he reached the checkpoint, one of the guards held up a hand. "No approved visits today, father,” he said, standing in front of the entrance to block him.The priest kept his expression ca
Meanwhile, Quince's mind turned back to the warden's challenge. He said there was no way he'd be able to meet Jen, right? He was going to show him that he was not called Kingsley Quince for nothing!He smiled to himself. The warden had no idea who he was dealing with.He strode from Jen's cell and made his way to the warden's office.He already gathered all the information about the warden and discovered he was a person of influence in the prison. No wonder Zechariah chose him.He knocked at the door and a gruff voice answered, "Hold on..."However, Quince immediately opened the door and stepped into the office. The warden was sitting behind his desk, filling out paperwork. He glanced up in annoyance. "Hey! You're supposed to let me say "come in" before you…" the words died in his throat when he saw the face. "Mr. Quince?!"The warden's face turned pale as the paperwork fell from his hand, his mouth dropping open in stunned surprise.His hands trembled as he gripped the edge of his d