Chapter 83
Zayne raised an eyebrow. “Why are you looking at me? II you think you should take it, then take it “
my duty post covering my legal
Lawrence immediately waved his hands, righteously shaking hishead. “Ms. Schubert, I’m a lawyer. Doing my best for my client is my fees is more than enough.”
Zayme added, “Honestly, this case was just an excuse to let him get some practice. Winning had nothing to do with us, really. You don’t need to feel guilty about keeping the money *
But Enrica did feel guilty. She quickly insisted, “You two were the reason we won. I
Before she could even finish, Lawrence cut her off, his expression noble and unwavering, “Ms. Schobert, from the moment I became a lawyer, 1 dedicated myself to justice. Are you going to taint my ideals with money?
Enrica panicked. “That’s not what I meant…”
Lawrence looked at her eamestly. Then please, don’t insult my dreams with a paycheck. Deal?”
Enrica blinked, momentarily speechless, before nodding dazedly.
Zayne ruble to watch any longer, tumed away and covered a cough, hiding the grin threatening
hreatening to break free
Enrica had always known that Lawrence was a newly licensed lawyer, but she hadn’t realized how deeply passionate he was about his profession.
He wasn’t just in it for the job–he genuinely believed in what he was doing, treating it like a calling.
At that moment, she couldn’t help but respect him
Since Lawrence refused to let money “taint his ideals” and Zayne flat–out rejected the money, Enrica had no choice but to drop the matter for now.
she had wanted to settle her debts, but somehow, she just ended up owing them even more.
After dinner, Lawrence excused himself, saying he had something to take care of
Zayne stood up and said to Enrica, “I’m going to the restroom. Wait for me in the lounge by the entrance.”
She nodded and headed to the front desk to pay the bill
But the receptionist told her, “Your bill has already been settled.”
She blinked. “Who paid for it?”
“The gentleman who was dining with you, the one who left earlier
Enrica groaned and smacked her forehead.
She had invited them to dinner, hoping to treat them and maybe even find a way to share some of the settlement money. Not only had they refused the money, but now Lawrence had paid for the meal, too.
This was getting ridiculous.
Around the comer, Miguel had just stepped out of a private dining room with his friends when he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
At the front desk, a familiar figure caught his eye. “Enrica?”
She turned at the sound of her name. The moment she saw Miguel, her smile disappeared. “Mr. Zucker, what a coincidence. Do you need something?”
Miguel pressed his lips together.
Encica had once been like a pet, always wagging her tail at him, no matter how badly he treated he? Wherever he went, he could tum around and find her waiting for him, a soft smile in place.
But now? The indifference on her face lit a fire in his chest. He waved his friends away and strode forward, grabbing her wrist tightly
“What the hell kind of game are you playing?” he growled, his gaze dark with frustration. “Is this your pathetic attempt at push–and–pull? Do you think ignoring me will make me respect you more?”
Entica stared at him in disbellet. “Mr. Zucker, are you insane? Since the day we divorced, I never once wanted to go back. Maybe you’re giving yourself too much
She yanked her arm, trying to break free, but Miguel didn’t let go
Instead, he let out a cold Laugh. “Do you think i don’t see what you’re up to? Was this lawsuit just a way to put pressure on me? What land of deal did you strike with that Lawrence guy? He suddenly started targeting ine, and I doubt that’s a coincidence.”
Enrica felt like she had just heard the most absurd joke in the world.
Any love she had for Miguel had died the night he fed her to drink that spiked wine. Now, all e felt for him was disgust.
