Chapter 426


    Although Marcellus knew from the beginning that Amelia and Skr were involved in the same case,


    out of politeness, he allowed Amelia to finish her side of the story.


    After she finished speaking, Marcellus opened his mouth and said, "I''ve already agreed to represent


    President Hond. I''m sorry."


    By saying this, he implied that Skr hade to see him over this case.


    Amelia was very dissatisfied. After all, everyone said that Marcellus was the bestwyer in A City.


    There was almost no hope for this case. If she didn''t find the bestwyer, things would only go


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    downhill. Amelia took out a check and handed it to Marcellus, saying, "How much did he give you? I''ll


    give you double!"


    Marcellus nced at the check in Amelia''s hand. The number on it was at least five or six digits. He


    smiled and said, "Madam Harington, I am President Hond''s personalwyer and he pays my bill


    annually. I can''t lose my job because of you."


    Hearing this, Amelia''s expression changed drastically. She did not expect the bestwyer in A City to


    be Skr''s personalwyer.


    However, she knew that Marcellus was the best. If the defendingwyer was Marcellus, the probability


    of engaging otherwyers to win would be much smaller.


    "Mr. Klein..." Amelia sat there and looked at Marcellus. As she thought about what Valerie had gone


    through, tears welled up in her eyes. She said, "Valerie was framed by Skr. As awyer, shouldn''t


    there be a moralpass in you? You shouldn''t just help simply anyone, right?"


    Amelia had no other choice now. She wanted to see if she could convince Marcellus.


    Although, she knew that it was obviously Valerie''s fault.


    Seeing that Amelia was about to cry, Marcellus''s expression did not change. He only smiled and said,


    "Madam Harington, I''ve been working with President Hond for many years. I trust him, so you don''t


    have to say these things."


    "You trust him? How do you think my daughter, a daughter from a rich family, got involved in kidnapping


    his wife and mother? The Rae family is doing very well. We have no limits at all."


    Tears rolled down Amelia''s face as she spoke, drenching the thickyer of powder on her face.


    "Oh, Madam Harington, I havee across many people like you. Among those whoe looking for


    awyer, some of them are fine, but some are just flukes."


    When Marcellus said the word "flukes", he looked up at Amelia.


    The meaning of his words was already very clear.


    Amelia was evidently a fluke.


    "Mr. Klein, if you only care about money, so be it. Don''t try to assess my character like this. Since you


    don''t want to help me, I will find someone else. It will prove that your guess is wrong."


    After Amelia finished speaking, she used a tissue to wipe away her tears. She lifted her bag and


    walked out.


    Marcellus did not send her off. He stood up and looked at Amelia''s back. He said, "Wait quietly for good


    news."


    After Amelia left the Kleinbery Law Firm, she went around looking for more reputablew firms.


    However, it seemed as though they were aware that Marcellus was the defendingwyer on the case.


    No one was willing to ept this case because they deemed it a loss.


    When Amelia was almost in despair, she received a phone call. The person imed to be awyer and


    wanted to know about this case.


    At that moment, Amelia was already in despair. Although his voice sounded young, she could only


    agree to meet the person.


    The meeting time agreed upon by her and thewyer was three o''clock in the afternoon the next day.


    The next day, when Amelia arrived at the appointed cafe, she found a very handsome young man in


    the seat. She could not help but look down on him. "It''s you?"


    "Are you looking down on me?"


    The man sat there, crossed his legs and was dressed in casual clothes. He did not look like a powerful


    "I don''t want to waste time."


    Amelia sized up the young man in front of her, turned around and was about to leave.


    However, just as she turned around, the man behind her said, "Auntie Harington, go ahead.


    I don''t mind if youe to meter."


    After the man said that, he silently lowered his head and took a sip of the coffee in front of him,


    appearing to be in an unfazed and unhurried state.


    Amelia understood what he meant. In fact, if it was not for the fact that all thewyers had refused to


    defend Valerie, she would not have made up her mind to meet this person whom she had found.


    She thought for a while and just as she was almost at the door, she sat down.


    "Auntie Harington, you are smart."


    The man tilted his head and looked at Amelia who was over 50 years old. He smiled faintly and gave


    her a charming smile.


    "Auntie, my name is Yoel Jakeman. Don''t judge me because I''m young. I know how to act


    unconventionally."


    Yoel took out a business card and ced it in front of Amelia.


    Amelia lowered her head and looked at the business card in front of her. Behind Yoel''s name was the


    word wyer". However she still asked doubtfully, "Are you awyer?"


    It was obvious that she would believe that this man was awyer, but the title wyer" did not seem to


    suit him.


    "That''s right, a neer."


    "A neer? It''s such an important case. Why should I hand it to a newbie like you?" Hearing the


    neer''s words, Amelia was so angry that she regretted her decision to sit down.


    "Auntie Harington, in this case, your opponent is the President of Skyton Corporation, Skr Hond.


    The defendingwyer is Marcellus Klein. In A City, forget a neer like myself, any smartwyer will


    not take this case."


    Yoel''s tone was very friendly. He was over 1.8 meters tall and he sat on the chair in the cafe. He


    appearedpletely unruffled.


    He was right.


    Amelia looked at Yoel and was hesitant. However, looking at the handsome face of the youngwyer in


    front of her, she could not bear to reject him. Hence, she asked, "Then why do you want to take on this


    case?"


    "Because I need a reputation."


    Yoel looked at Amelia with bright eyes. There was a bright temperament on his young and handsome


    face.


    His face was one that was most beloved among the youngdies.


    "If you lose, your reputation will be ruined."


    "I''m willing to ruin my reputation for an elegantdy like you, Auntie Harington."


    "You! What are you talking about?"


    Amelia''s face turned red when she heard that. It had been many years since a man had said


    something like that to her.


    Although over the years she had always been dressed up very elegantly and had always been very


    feminine, Hector did not pay attention to her at all.


    However, at that moment, Yoel''s words hit Amelia''s heart.


    He didn''t say that she was beautiful, graceful, or matured. He described her as elegant, and those


    words struck right into her heart.


    "I''m just kidding, Auntie Harington. I didn''t just say that so that you''ll let me take this case."


    Yoel looked at Amelia with his beautiful eyes.


    Under his gaze, Amelia felt the urge to agree. She thought it through once in her head before she


    replied rationally, "This case is rted to my daughter''s life. I can''t hand it over to a youngwyer like


    you!"


    Amelia said that and left with her bag.


    This time, she really left, but she didn''t forget to take Yoel''s business card before she left.


    Yoel watched her back, and his expression was full of mockery. Soon, another man at another table sat


    down and said, "Why did she leave? Yoel, did the man who prides himself as a heartbreaker of middle-


    aged


    women, lose?"