Cynthia brought Queenie to her younger brother, Jason’s law firm.

“You must help me, Uncle Jason. I can’t go to prison! I have plans to join the national team.” I would have even less of a chance with Cyro if I were in prison.

Jason asked for a brief understanding of the situation.

“All right,” he said with brisk confidence when she was done, “I think I got it. I’m a pretty famous lawyer, you know. You won’t be going to prison.”

Having founded his law firm after graduating from university, Jason had been unbeatable ever since.

He did not take an insignificant conflict between high school students seriously.

“You’re the best, Uncle Jason.” Queenie hugged him coyly.

“I have work to do,” Jason announced, too busy to chat with them. “It would be best if you go home first. Let me handle it.”

When the women emerged from the office, Queenie threw the card given to her by Sophie into the trash.

“I don’t care who Sophie hires,” she declared haughtily, “nobody will do anything to me with my uncle here.”

Who does Sophie think she is? Other than Josiah, none of the Tanners treat her as family. I have pull in Horington and can hire any lawyer I want. Does she think that I am so easily intimidated?

Sophie personally sent Josiah back to the Tanner residence.

“I want you to tell me no matter what happens to you, Soph,” Josiah said distressedly. “Do you understand? I can’t bear the thought of you facing it all alone.”

How has my poor Soph suffered in my absence!

“I won’t allow myself to be stepped on, Grandpa. I have been too foolish in the past, and I won’t be allowing anybody to hurt me again.”

Josiah felt another twinge of pain at her words and pulled her close to him.

“Let me find you somebody you can lean on, Soph.” I know I don’t have much longer to live. What will happen to her when I die?

“Don’t worry about me, Grandpa. I can take care of myself. Your well-being is more important to me.”

Grandpa has grown so old. His hair is all white now.

I can give you.” He had initially planned to hand the Tanner family over to Soph

to them, Grandpa. I don’t need them yet.” Her reason for those words was to deny Willow satisfaction. She had her own money; it

to see me, won’t you?” He dared not allude to his mortality

spend time with you,” Sophie

find you a better one?” Her reassurances did not convince Josiah. He was worried as

worry, Grandpa. I have faith in my representation. I won’t

this is how Queenie wants to pick a fight, I won’t back down. I’m

noon for lunch with Josiah and took a cab

She pulled Sophie aside when she saw the latter heading for the

This has nothing to do with you. I’ll have Uncle Tristan deal

too much. Being the one at fault, how dare she turn

tell your uncle. I can

arrived

you know who my uncle is, Sophie?” Queenie was beside

her a glance. What does her uncle’s

heard of Jason Chandler? He is the

“Jason Chandler?”

you? Just wait. I will put you in prison

this Jason Chandler a good

shook her head.

lying. The name was

chuckled coldly

him. You will get to know him

Chandler was a newcomer to the legal industry and the most

you never heard of Jason?” asked an acquaintance of Ysabelle’s. “My father says he’s excellent and on a hot streak with some prickly

for Sophie. What’s more, Queenie has gotten herself such

 Ysabelle was considering hiring

Sophie?” the acquaintance suggested. “We’re all classmates, after all. There’s no

must be joking.” I have been too nice that everybody now thinks I’m a pushover. ”She kidnapped me. Why should Soph apologize?” Ysabelle was so angry she laughed

you should

start.” Sophie was not in the least bothered about what Queenie said about

interested to see how true

such an obvious case. How is he going

their lesson, who sneered at her swollen nose inwardly

right, Queenie? How are you so badly injured? What did the doctor

broken. I’m not

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